A few minutes later, I heard the crunch of gravel as another car pulled into the parking lot. I turned just as a sleek black sedan pulled into a parking spot nearby.
The driver climbed out and frowned in confusion as he walked toward me.
Trevor’s boss, David. Sarah’s husband.
I hurried to meet him.
He stared at me as I approached, recognition dawning slowly.
“I did. I thought it would be best if you saw this for yourself.”
“Saw what?” He glanced around expectantly.
“What your wife gets up to with my husband.”
Before he could reply, Sarah’s voice, furious and panicked, carried out through the window.
“What the hell is this?
‘CHEATER’? Trevor, what kind of sick joke is this?”
David narrowed his eyes. I held out the key to room 12 without a word.
He glanced my way and nodded, then took the key and marched to the door. He unlocked it and pushed the door open.
The scene inside was everything I’d hoped for and more.
Trevor stood there with his pants halfway on, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
Sarah clutched a towel around herself, staring in horror at the word scrawled across the bed in red lipstick.
The room smelled like a dumpster fire in August. The smell of old garbage mixed with cheap cologne and floral air freshener.
David stared at them both for a long moment before speaking.
“My wife. And my employee.”
Trevor started stammering, tripping over his words like they were landmines.
I didn’t even look at them.
I walked straight to the air vent, unscrewed it with the small screwdriver I’d brought, and pulled out Liam’s baby monitor. I held it up for everyone to see, the little red recording light still blinking.
“I’ll see you in court,” I said.
David looked from the monitor to Trevor, then back to his wife.
Trevor tried to speak again. “It’s not what it looks like…”
“Oh,” David said, his voice deadly calm, “it’s exactly what it looks like.”
I walked out of that room with the baby monitor in my purse and my head held high.
The fight was finally over, but I’d won something bigger than just revenge.
I’d won my freedom.
The following week, I took the money I’d saved from my night shifts and bought Liam that telescope. We set it up in our backyard, just the two of us, and spent the evening looking at Jupiter’s moons.
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