My heart raced. This was it. This was the moment my MIL had been waiting for.
“Dave, honey, can you open it for a second and check? Maybe she forgot something important.”
I played along. “Oh, I’m sure everything’s fine. I don’t want to be late for my flight.”
“It’ll just take a second,” Dave said, already reaching for the zipper.
“Of course, a five-minute wait won’t hurt!” Paula said as Dave opened the suitcase.
The planted evidence spilled out onto our kitchen table in a devastating display. The lingerie, note, and the tie sat there in the morning sunlight like damning accusations waiting to destroy my marriage.
Dave stared at the items, his face cycling through confusion, hurt, and anger. Paula gasped dramatically, pressing her hand to her chest.
“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed, her voice dripping with fake shock. “Miley, what on earth is all this? Are you cheating on my son?”
The Academy Award for Best Actress should have gone to Paula right then and there. She looked genuinely horrified, confused, and betrayed on her son’s behalf.
But I had something she didn’t know about. “Funny you should ask,” I said, pulling out my phone. “Because I saw exactly how it got there.”
The color drained from Paula’s face like someone had pulled a plug.
I hit play on the video. The sound of rustling fabric filled our kitchen. Paula’s voice could be heard whispering to herself as she carefully placed each item in my suitcase.
Dave’s jaw clenched so hard I thought he might crack a tooth. He looked at his mother like he was seeing a stranger.
“Mom, what the hell is wrong with you?”
Paula’s composure cracked like thin ice. “I-I was just… I was testing her loyalty! I was protecting you, David!”
“Protecting him from what?” I snapped. “From having a happy marriage?”
“She travels too much!” Paula’s voice rose to a near shriek. “She’s never home! How do you know she’s really working on these trips?”
“Because I trust my wife,” Dave said, each word cutting like a blade. “Something you apparently can’t understand.”
Tears started flowing down Paula’s cheeks, but they looked as fake as everything else about her. “I’m your mother! I raised you! I know what’s best for you!”
“What’s best for me is not having someone try to destroy my marriage with lies and manipulation,” Dave shot back.
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