I’m Ariana, 32, and until last week, I thought I had it all: a loving husband, Tom, and a happy life. But that all changed.

Tom was preparing for a big work event that could land him a promotion. For two weeks, he worked late, while I supported him by keeping our home perfect. The morning of the event, I made sure everything was ready, and Tom rushed off excited. But then I found his laptop at home with his presentation on it.

Panicking, I went to the Grandview Hotel to deliver it, only to find there was no event scheduled. My heart sank when I learned Tom was in room 1408 with my best friend, Lisa. I saw them holding hands and heading into the room. I took a picture for proof and then hatched a plan with Linda, the receptionist.

I called Lisa’s husband, Mark, and when he arrived, I showed him the photo. Together, we set up a surprise for Tom and Lisa. Mark, disguised as a maintenance worker, pretended to get them stuck in an elevator. After some tense moments, they were confronted in the lobby by me and Mark. Their shock was priceless.

That night, both marriages ended, along with a friendship. It hurt, but I felt relief. Over the following weeks, I focused on rebuilding my life, reconnecting with old friends, and even starting a new hobby. It hasn’t been easy, but it’s made me stronger.

As for Tom and Lisa? They’re still together. I don’t care anymore. I’m focusing on my future, which I know will be better than before.

If you’re going through something similar, know that you’ll get through it. You’re stronger than you think.