Cheating: Woman finds best friend’s husband having an affair


A mindless scroll through Facebook changed everything after an unexpected find. 

Melody* was one of my most beautiful friends. She was physically stunning to look at, a former model who still looked like a model in her early 40s.

She had two beautiful girls and an equally gorgeous husband, Ed*. They seemed to have the perfect marriage.

In fact, I thought it was so perfect it made my own marriage look dreadful and was one of many reasons I ended up having an affair and leaving my husband.

But that’s another story and this happened about three years after the drama surrounding Melody’s marriage.

I always envied her marriage because Ed seemed to give her so much freedom. A girl’s weekend in Byron Bay? Not a problem! A week at a yoga retreat? Yes, you deserve that break!

But little did anyone know was that when Melody was away – and she was away quite frequently for work and pleasure – Ed was definitely up to no good and I was the one who had to bring it to Melody’s attention.

It all started when I did a favour for a single mum friend and offered to babysit her kids so she could have a much-needed night out with her sisters.

Once the kids were in bed, I decided I’d spend my own valuable “alone time” wasting time on my phone. As you do.

I was quickly bored with Twitter, and even more bored with Instagram, when I decided I might as well check out Facebook as I hadn’t been on there for several weeks.

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Her friends husband was going behind her back with a different woman. Image: iStock.

The sickening find

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I was scrolling through the photos of an old workmate I hadn’t seen in years and saw a photo of man who looked very familiar to me – his arms wrapped around a woman I knew was not his wife.

It was Melody’s husband, Ed. I had no idea who the woman was.

That photo looked relatively innocent but, as I kept scrolling, I saw another one of the couple kissing.

Sure, it might have been just a peck on the cheek. But the next photo showed them standing with a group of other couples, holding hands and looking very much like a real couple.

On further investigation I realised that Ed and this woman were at my friend’s friend’s 40th birthday party. Why on earth would Ed go to a 40th without Melody?

Before I told Melody the bad news, I decided to investigate even further and took note of the date of the 40th.

I jumped onto Melody’s social media and saw that when her husband was at the 40th party, Melody was on her yoga retreat.

I smelled a rat very quickly but took a few days before I did anything. Did I want to be a marriage wrecker? Not at all.

Of course, I had nothing to do with the apparent cheating that I feared was going on behind my friend’s back – but I was well aware of the saying “don’t shoot the messenger.”

What if my sincerely well-meaning act of telling my friend that her husband is cheating on her backfired on me and I lost my friendship with her?

That’s when I decided that, if the worst thing that happened was that Melody cast our friendship aside, then I’d have to live with it.

What I couldn’t live with is knowing that I knew what was going on behind my friend’s back and that I had done nothing about it.

Before I told Melody, I made sure I had as much evidence as possible. I even found out the name of the woman he was kissing in the photo and, looking at her social media page, realised that she worked in the same company as Ed.

So that explained how they’d met. But it wasn’t until I saw the woman’s Instagram page that I realised for sure that my friend’s marriage was over – there were three photos of her with Ed at the beach, drinking wine together and I couldn’t believe the comments on the photos – from friends saying “you guys are the cutest!”

“I invited her to my home where I told her the whole story.” Image: iStock.

“I felt so sick for Melody”

I made sure I took screenshots of everything I’d seen and rustled up the courage to give my friend the awful news.

I waited for a time when I’d felt she was strong enough to handle it (her mother had died six months prior to this drama) and invited her to my home where I told her the whole story.

I was expecting her to not believe me, or to blame me for ruining her life. But instead, she thanked me.

She told me she had her suspicions but, whenever she’d confronted Ed, he’d told her she was “crazy” and “paranoid.”

Now she had the photographic proof that she was right, all along. When she confronted Ed, he admitted his infidelity and they decided to break up.

And, while I didn’t entirely lose my friendship with Melody, we were never quite as close as we once were. So, in her own way, she did “shoot the messenger” but I’m glad that I told her what I knew, which empowered her to make a tough decision, no matter how devastated she was to learn the truth.



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