I Ruined My Father's Career Trying to Expose His Affair, Only to Discover a Shocking Family Secret

I walked through the university halls after crying for hours in the library. Over the weekend, my parents told me they were getting a divorce after 25 years of what I thought was a happy marriage.

I thought my parents were the perfect couple until I learned about their decision to divorce. My world began to crumble when I saw my father, a professor, in the arms of my best friend. I decided it was time to reveal the whole truth, but if only I had known where that would lead.
I couldn’t believe it; my parents had always been the epitome of a healthy relationship for me. “That’s life, Olive. We’re all adults and need to understand this,” my mom said after she and Dad broke the news.

My dad worked as a professor at the same university where I studied, so I decided to visit him and talk. But as I approached his office door, my heart shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.

My dad, Professor Miller, was hugging his student, who was also my best friend and neighbor, Ann! I couldn’t believe it! And this wasn’t an ordinary farewell or comforting hug; it was a long, intimate embrace.
Was it because of Ann that my parents were getting divorced? Although Ann was 21 and it was entirely legal, I couldn’t understand how they could do this to me!

I decided not to make a scene and went back to the dorm to wait for Ann and figure everything out.

I returned to our room but couldn’t find peace. I paced back and forth, thinking about what I would say to Ann when she returned. The room felt suffocating, and my thoughts were a chaotic storm.

Finally, the door opened, and a smiling Ann walked in. Her carefree demeanor only fueled my anger.
“You look very happy,” I said.

“Is that a problem?” Ann asked.

“No. Where have you been?” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Just out for a walk,” Ann said casually.

Mmm, just a walk, huh?”

“Olive, is everything okay? Do you want to talk about something?” Ann asked, looking concerned.

“Yes, I want to know why my best friend was hugging my dad!” I blurted out.

“Um… I…” Ann stammered, her face turning pale.
“Swear on our friendship,” I said, needing reassurance.

“I swear. Why didn’t you say anything about your parents’ divorce?” Ann asked gently.

“I haven’t fully processed it yet,” I admitted, feeling a tear roll down my cheek.

Ann stroked my hair. “There’s a party at the neighboring campus, and I think I know how we can lift your spirits,” she said with a sly smile.