Just the thought of becoming a mom filled my heart and soul with a strange feeling of warmth. And as I was preparing our gender reveal party, I imagined what our lives would be once our little bundle of joy entered our world.
Grant and I put a lot of effort organizing everything. We invited all of our family and friends, and made sure the day would be the one no one ever forgets. In the end, the day really turned out to be an unforgettable one, but not for the reasons you may assume.
Just two days before the gender reveal party, I had trouble sleeping and went downstairs to grab a glass of water when I noticed Grant’s phone flashing. I looked at it and noticed a message from someone saved as “M” in his contacts.
When I took the phone and opened it — since he’s not using any passwords or anything, I was shocked.
The message read, “I miss you and can’t wait to see you again.” I couldn’t help but scrolled through the rest of the messages. This person was someone Grant was involved with. In one of the messages, he wrote that he wanted M to wear that same black lingerie next time they meet.
My world shattered. I was about to give birth to a man who pretended to be the perfect husband and father, but in reality, he was just a cheating liar.
I felt the urge to wake him up and yell, but I managed to collect myself, knowing I could handle things better than by revealing that I knew the truth about the man he really was.
The following morning, I called my friend, Lila, and told her everything.
“We’ll need some papers and a printer. Grant is about to receive the shock of his life,” I said.
Lila came in no time and we started preparing my revenge.
When the day of the gender reveal party arrived, I wore a beautiful blue dress and Grant wore a pink shirt. He started making some daddy jokes, pretending to be the best father the world has ever seen. In reality, he was just faking it.
He even kissed me a bunch of times, saying, “Hey, we’ll be awesome parents.”
“Yea, right,” I thought to myself.
When the time came for the balloon to be popped, I got a bit anxious while Grant had this huge smile on his face that was soon to fade away completely.
“One, two, three, pop,” Lila said, and that’s when a bunch of papers started falling down.
The guests, believing it was some sort of surprise Grant and I had prepared for them, picked them up. Those tiny pieces of paper contained every message he sent to M, and those she had sent to him.
As expected, everyone was confused. Grant couldn’t stand the stares and left the room.
I smiled and turned to guests saying, “And now, the real gender reveal act,” as I cut the cake that showed blue frosting in the middle.
“I’m having a boy and I’m raising him to be a better man than his father.”
My mom gave me a hug, while my grandma yelled, “Damn right.”
Of course, Grant kept sending me text messages, begging me to take him back, but I’ve stood my ground. A man like him doesn’t deserve forgiveness.
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