Bethany will go to Chicago, see Larry and Sharra being affectionate, and angrily tell Larry, “Let’s go back home.”

Bethany had been restless the entire day.

Her thoughts wouldn’t settle—circling around Larry, Sharra, and the strange tension that had been growing between them. Something felt off. Too many rumors. Too many hints. Too many instincts screaming that something wasn’t right. 😤💭
She didn’t wait for explanations.
She didn’t text Larry.
She didn’t tell anyone.

Bethany booked the earliest flight to Chicago—because she needed to see the truth with her own eyes. No lies. No excuses. No hiding. ✈🔥As the plane descended, her heart pounded so loudly she could hear it in her ears. She gripped the armrest, knuckles turning white.
Outside the airport, she scanned the street with sharp, restless eyes. And then she froze.
Larry and Sharra.
Together.
Sitting close at a small café.
Laughing. Whispering.
Leaning in like they were the only two people on the planet.
Bethany’s chest tightened painfully. 💔🥀