My Dad Left Mom for His Mistress — My Little Brother Stole the Show at Their Wedding

When my dad called to invite my 12-year-old brother and me to his wedding, I thought the worst part would be watching him marry the woman who destroyed our family. I had no idea my quiet little brother had been planning something that would make their special day unforgettable. My parents had been together for nearly twenty years.

To the outside world, they looked like the perfect couple. Dad was charming, always telling jokes, the kind of man people wanted to be around. Mom was quieter, grounded, the one who kept everything in order.

To my little brother, Alex, and me, they were simply Mom and Dad, the foundation of our world. That foundation cracked two years ago when Mom discovered Dad was having an affair. Not just a fling, but a full-blown relationship with a woman named Vanessa.

She was younger, glamorous in a showy sort of way, the type who thrived on attention. I’ll never forget the night Mom found out. She sat at the kitchen table with her head in her hands, while Dad paced the floor, trying to justify himself.

“It just happened,” he said, as if that explained anything. The divorce came fast after that. He moved in with Vanessa, leaving us to pick up the pieces.Continue reading…