‘Your Boyfriend Is Cheating on You’: I Received This Note during Our Vacation – Story of the Day

Late that evening, as I was trying to calm my racing thoughts, I received another note slipped under the door.

It read, “Come to the garden. I have information about your fiancé. It’s important.”

I made my way to the garden, feeling both fearful and desperate for answers.

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The garden was dimly lit, the moon casting eerie shadows. I saw Mark standing with Laura. My anger flared up again.

“Is this some kind of sick joke, Mark? Are you mocking me?” I demanded, my voice shaking.

Mark looked genuinely confused and concerned.

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“Odri, wait. Look at this,” he said, handing me the note. “I didn’t write this. The handwriting isn’t mine.”

I examined the note, and it was true – the handwriting was different. Laura was sitting there, looking puzzled and somewhat annoyed.

“I have no idea what’s going on here. If I had known about your relationship, I wouldn’t have come,” she said finally .

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“Then what is this about?” I asked, my voice rising. “First, secretive phone calls, now these notes? What are you hiding?”

Mark sighed deeply. “Odri, please, just trust me. I think I know who’s behind this. Come with me,” he said, taking my hand.

I hesitated but followed him to the center of the garden. Suddenly, lights turned on everywhere, illuminating the area. I gasped, feeling overwhelmed.

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Mark sighed deeply, looking into my eyes.

“Odri, please, listen to me. The secretive calls, the planning, all of it was for a special event. I was trying to organize something important,” he explained.

“I wanted everything to be perfect for this moment because you mean everything to me. I love you more than words can express, and I can’t imagine my life without you. Every moment with you has been a gift, and I want to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as you’ve made me,” he continued, his gaze unwavering.

Then he got down on one knee, holding out a small velvet box.

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“Odri, will you marry me?”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at the ring he held out. I was shocked, but the love in his eyes was undeniable.

“Yes,” I whispered, then louder, “Yes!”

Cheers erupted around us as all the guests, who had been hiding in the shadows, came out to congratulate us. Everyone except Mark’s mother stood aside, looking conflicted.

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Mark led me to his mother.

“Mom, I recognized your handwriting on the note. I love Odri, and my relationship with Laura is in the past. It’s not right for you to decide my future,” he said firmly.

His mother’s eyes filled with tears.

“I’m sorry, Mark. I just always supported your relationship with Laura and couldn’t accept your new choice,” she sobbed.

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Laura stepped forward, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay, Mrs. Roberts. Let’s go freshen up and return to the celebration.”

As they walked away, Mark hugged me tightly.

“I’m so sorry for all the confusion and pain,” he whispered.

“I believe you now, Mark,” I said, resting my head on his shoulder. “Thank you for being honest.”

Everyone celebrated and had fun. Laura danced with Mark’s brother all evening, and it seemed they liked each other. Mark’s mother approached us later.

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“As a sign of apology, I offer you both to stay in our house by the sea,” she said. “We’d love to get to know you better and help with the wedding preparations.”

I smiled, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. “Thank you, Mrs. Roberts. I’d like that very much.”

The night ended with laughter, dancing, and a newfound sense of family. Despite the rocky start, I knew we were heading towards a happier future.

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