Divorce After His Affair
Chapter 5
The night I lost my child, I came across a social media post from Kendra Parker while scrolling through my Facebook feed. In the photo, she and Waylon George were sitting at my dining table, surrounded by an impressive spread of dishes. Waylon wore a soft smile, one I had never seen before.
The caption read: "Someone's culinary skills are as impressive as ever!"
Waylon and I had been together for many years, and he had never once cooked for me. Even when I was curled up in pain from cramps, all I asked for was a simple cup of ginger tea. He'd dismissively remark, "Can't you just order something? Stop bothering me."
Yet, here he was, cooking for another woman and looking so pleased. A wave of nausea hit me, not just at Waylon's hypocrisy and cruelty, but at my own naivety and blindness in the past.
That's when I decided—I needed a divorce, for myself and for the child I lost.
When Nala Lawson heard about my decision, she was incredibly supportive. She reassured me confidently, "Don't worry. I have a friend who's an excellent divorce lawyer. They'll make sure you leave that jerk with nothing."
Her words warmed my heart. Having a friend like Nala in my life was truly a blessing amidst my misfortune.
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