I hate that you cheated on me. I hate your mom also. I caught you seven times, and I forgave you each time. But I know it wasn’t just seven times. It was more than that, and I always suspected you did worse. You even let someone into my house when you were alone while I was working in the office. You didn’t do anything to rebuild my trust or improve our relationship. Instead, you chose to break up with me and leave me alone even though I didn’t do anything wrong. When I asked why you were leaving, you said you wanted peace of mind. Like… what? I’m the one who needs peace of mind, not you. I hope one day I can finally have that peace. And I hope karma catches up to you. For now, enjoy your happy moments.