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On our tenth wedding anniversary, I wanted my husband, who is a photographer, to take a set of boudoir photos for me.
He refused, claiming he only knew how to photograph babies.
That evening, I helped my drunk husband back to his own room.
A portrait photo album fell to the floor.
It was full of boudoir photos of his childhood sweetheart.
When I confronted him, my husband accused me of making a big deal out of nothing, and our daughter didn't understand my reaction either.
Late that night, I saw a photo of the three of them together on his childhood sweetheart's social media.
The caption read: "Taking a break, getting ready to start the next chapter of life."
On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband took our child out to be with another woman.
I finally realized he had been deceiving me for ten years.

Photographer Husband Only Takes Boudoir Photos for His Mistress

Thankfully, my daughter was fine. I had her wound treated and we were discharged from the hospital.


Asher was dragged to blind dates every day, and eventually chose a woman who was said to be guaranteed to bear sons, after his mother's crying, screaming, and threats of suicide.


Since Asher was getting married, I was determined to take my daughter with me.


I didn't dare gamble with my daughter's physical and emotional well-being on the hope that a stepmother would treat her like her own child.


But Asher absolutely refused, preferring to take me to court rather than let me have custody of our daughter.


Asher's wedding was set for just before New Year's, and he wanted our daughter to be the flower girl.


I wanted to refuse, but my daughter happily agreed right away.


"Mommy, I've never been a flower girl before. This time I'll be the flower girl for Daddy, and next time I can be an even better flower girl for you!"


My heart melted, and I had no choice but to nod and agree.


Chapter 11