Friday 28 July 2023

Betrayed, Torn, Transformed by Jamie Roche, caffienation of liberation

 Katherine stood face to face with the oakwood door. The number 13 was painted upon the top.

The hotel room door swung open with a soft creaking sound. Katherine took a deep breath as she stepped in.

 Katherine took in her surroundings. The room boasted a spacious layout, adorned in warm hues and soft textures, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. Two beds, made up of fluffy pillows and cozy blankets, sat opposite of each other.

Along one wall, a grand sliding glass door stood sentinel, leading to a private patio enveloped in lush greenery. The glass offered a view of the inspiring scenery beyond.

James looked up from his suitcase, startled by his wife's unexpected presence.

"Well, well, well," Katherine finally spoke. "What do we have here? Planning a little getaway, are we?"

James's face flushed with a mix of shame and surprise. He stumbled over his words, desperately trying to come up with an explanation. "Katherine, it's not what you think..."

"Not what I think?" she snapped, crossing her arms. "You really think I'm that naive? I found the evidence, James. Those messages, those late nights... I know about her."

James slumped onto the bed; his eyes fixed on the floor. "I didn't mean for it to happen, Katherine. It just... happened."

"Just happened?" Katherine's voice trembled with anger. "So, what's the plan now, James? Run off with your mistress and sell that valuable baseball card of yours to fund your new life?"

James's eyes widened, he looked at the card he held and realized his secret was no longer hidden. "How... How did you know about the card?"

"Does it even matter?" Katherine's voice turned icy. "You were willing to betray everything we had for her, for a new life. Well, guess what? You can keep your secrets and your mistress because I won't let you have that card."

Katherine strode, snatching the prized baseball card from James's trembling hands. She examined it for a moment. Without a second thought, she tore the card into pieces, watching as the fragments of their shared history fell to the ground.

James gasped; his face contorted. "Katherine, what have you done? That card was worth..."

"Worth?" Katherine interrupted. "That card may have been valuable, but it meant nothing compared to our vows, our trust, and the life we built together. I won't let you use it to fuel your betrayal."

She turned on her heels, walking toward the door, her steps echoing with finality. James rushed after her, begging and pleading, but it was too late. The damage had been done.


She stopped at the oakwood door and faced him one final time.


"You can keep your mistress, James," Katherine said, her voice resolute. "But you'll never have that card, and you'll never have me again."


Katherine slammed the door shut, cutting her ties with James forever.


As she stepped out into the hallway, Katherine took a deep shaky breath. She felt a mix of sorrow and liberation wash over her. The weight of the past had been lifted from her shoulders, and though her heart ached, she knew she had made the right choice.


From that moment on, Katherine resolved to rebuild her life, rewrite her story on her own terms. The torn pieces of the baseball card served as a symbol of her strength, a reminder that she may have been betrayed and torn like those pieces, but she was now transformed.


About the author 

Jamie is a creative writing student at Full Sail University with a focus on digital storytelling. Being a mother of four, Jamie understands the importance of creating stories that capture the attention of her audience. 


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  1. Such a powerful story.

  2. Great story! It was very enticing and left me wanting more.

  3. Great story, well written. Congratulations! Rochelle!!!

  4. Great story, well written. Congratulations, Rachelle!