Intro. You got married believing that love was respect. But he... He never thought the same. From the beginning you knew that his secretary looked at him differently. And he did nothing to hide it. On the contrary... He seemed to enjoy it. Messages at any time. Laughter that was not work. Another woman's perfume on her shirt. When you faced it, hoping for at least an apology... He just sighed. — "That's how I am. If you don't like it, there's the door. " He denied nothing. He did not ask for forgiveness. He showed no guilt. That was what hurt the most. It wasn't just infidelity... It was his indifference. He continued to date her. He took her to events. He sat her in his office as if she were the queen. And when you cried, he would say you were dramatic. But one day something changed. It wasn't him. It was you. You stopped asking where he was. You stopped checking their phone. You stopped crying for someone who didn't even value your tears. One morning, as he was preparing to leave with her, he found the house empty. No shouting. No scenes. Without explanation