That isn't fair. Fair? My voice stayed calm. You cheated on me 6 days after our wedding. You did it on our honeymoon.
You lied about knowing he was here. And now you're telling me you needed closure. She cried harder. I love you. No.
She looked at me. You don't get to say that now. It's true. Maybe you believe it. I walked to the window.
Below us, couples were walking toward the pool, carrying towels and sunglasses. People were starting their honeymoons. Ours was already over. Catherine came closer. Please don't throw our marriage away because of one mistake.
I turned around. One mistake is forgetting an anniversary. One mistake is booking the wrong flight. I pointed toward the door. This was a decision.
She shook her head. I didn't think you would find out. That sentence changed everything. I stared at her. You didn't say you regretted doing it.
She froze. You said you didn't think I'd find out. I didn't mean it like that. You meant exactly what you said. She reached for me.
I stepped back. Patrick, please. No, you're my husband and you're my wife. I took off my wedding ring and placed it on the table. But I won't stay married to someone who betrayed me on the first trip we took as husband and wife.
She stared at the ring. You can't just decide this. I can decide what I do with my life. She started crying again. I picked up my phone.
I'll contact a lawyer when we get home. Her face went pale. You're serious? Yes. You're really ending our marriage?
I looked at her for a long moment. You ended it when you chose him. Then I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I didn't slam it. I didn't need to.
There was nothing left to argue about. Catherine thought I would calm down after a few hours. I didn't. By noon, I had already decided I wasn't spending another night in Santorini. I went downstairs and asked the front desk about flights to Athens.
The earliest connection that would get me toward home was the next morning. I booked it. When I returned to the room, Catherine was sitting on the bed. You're leaving? Yes.
She stood up. Patrick, we haven't even talked properly. We talked. You're angry. I am.
You need time. I've had enough time. She stepped in front of my suitcase. You can't leave me here. I can't.
This is our honeymoon. No, it was supposed to be. Her face tightened. Richard is gone. That doesn't change anything.
I told him it was over. I didn't ask. You don't care? I care that you cheated on me. She started crying.
I made a terrible mistake. You made a choice. I was confused. You had weeks to be confused. You had a wedding day to think about it.