Back Stabber [COMPLETED]

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February 26th 2024 / Sunday

Tzuyus POV

Living Room

I blinked a few times, my vision blurry, my head pounding. Slowly, my senses came back, and I realized something wasn't right. I lifted my head slightly, and that's when I saw Rosé, draped across me, naked. I froze, my mind struggling to catch up to what was happening. Panic surged through me like a bolt of lightning. I jolted upright, startling Rosé awake in the process. She groaned, rubbing her eyes as she slowly came to me, clearly just as confused as I was.

"Tzuyu... what the...?".

And then I saw it. On the coffee table, glinting in the dim light: Sana's wedding ring. My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't breathe.

"Rosé... fuck no it cant", I started, but my voice cracked.

I scrambled out from under her, nearly tripping over the blanket on the floor, and bolted toward the hallway.

"Wait, Tzuyu!", Rosé called after me, but I didn't stop. 

I rushed toward the nursery where our son should be.

Nursery Room

But when I threw open the door, it was empty. My son was gone.

"No... no, no, no!", I whispered, panic clawing at my chest.

I spun around, running back to the living room, my heart pounding in my ears.

Living Room

"Rosé, he's gone. My son he's not here!".

Rosé, now fully awake and just as alarmed, stood up quickly, her eyes wide with shock.

"Wait, what? What do you mean he's not here?".

"Sana must've seen us. She took him... she took my son. I thought maybe that was my wedding ring on the table but it's not it's hers", I said.

"Tzuyu, look...".

I stopped walking in circles and walked up to her.

She handed the phone to me, and I hesitated, dread curling in my stomach. With trembling fingers, I unlocked the screen and saw a message from Sana.

My Beautiful Wife🥰❤

All because I said we were having a break didn't mean you could go bring that bitch over and fuck her! I was just giving us time because I didn't want to divorce and I didn't want to leave you. But now... clearly, you didn't care about it at all. Well, you can continue that. I am divorcing you and I'm taking our son you won't have custody of him.

The room spun. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the sofa, tears already spilling down my cheeks.