A trip to the fair turned into a life-changing moment. My daughter Sophie wanted a pink alien plush, but what I uncovered instead was a heartbreaking truth—my husband Simon had been cheating on me.
He once promised to be an equal partner in parenting, but when our daughter was born, his interest faded—especially after learning we weren’t having a boy. Sophie noticed his coldness, and when she asked, “Why doesn’t Dad love me?” I could no longer pretend everything was fine.
At the fair, Simon barely engaged. When Sophie asked him to ride with her or win the plush, he brushed her off. I returned alone the next day to win the toy—but it was gone. Later, I spotted it in Simon’s car. When I asked, he lied. Then I saw my friend’s son holding it. He said Simon gave it to him—while secretly seeing his mom.
I confronted them, found proof of the affair, and filed for divorce. I promised Sophie I’d find that toy—and I did. Her joy reminded me what truly mattered.
Now, it’s just the two of us—but we’re stronger than ever.