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    Delivery Guy Left a Message for Me on a Pizza Box — Turns Out, He Saved Me from a Disastrous Marriage

    Kelly WhitewoodBy Kelly WhitewoodAugust 30, 20246 Mins Read
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    Emily ordered pizza while her fiancé was away, expecting a calm night alone, not a life-changing message. Unknowingly, the delivery would save her from a bad marriage.

    Living with Jake was like being in a routine. I thought our modest flat with its soft wraps and odd cushions was our refuge. Emily here, and Jake and I have made simple joys a routine for three years.

    On idle evenings, we ordered pizza from the same local spot most often. It was ritual. Jake checked movie listings while I called our favorite pizza.

    Delivery man Tom knew us by name. His enthusiastic “How’s it going?” filled our modest foyer every time he visited. Tonight, only I was there. Business trips took Jake out of town, so the quiet was louder.

    I ordered one pepperoni with extra cheese pizza, as usual. Tom answered the doorbell, but he seemed strange tonight. His hands shook as he handed me the pizza box, and his smile was absent.

    Good evening, Emily. Jake’s gone tonight?” Tom asked, trembling.

    I said, “No, just me tonight,” trying to be cheerful. Tom nodded and bolted, too hastily.

    His actions bothered me as I closed the door. Was he okay? Shaking off worry, I carried the warm package to the kitchen. The smell of garlic and tomato sauce was comforting, like an embrace.

    However, opening the box made my heart race. Black Sharpie was used to write, “He is not who you think, on the box lid. Check your doorcam.”

    A chilling surge of dread made the pizza taste bad. Setting the package down made my hands tremble as the apartment’s cheery hum faded into silence. I wondered what that camera might reveal.

    I struggled with our door camera tablet, trembling. The pizza box message gave me shivers, and the time until I accessed the app felt like an eternity. As I swiped through the camera’s history, my breath caught.

    Then I saw.

    My Jake welcomed a woman at our door. No ordinary woman—she laughed as she offered him drink. Heart plummeted. I kept scrolling. A woman with a stack of movies appears again.

    It seems Jake had company whenever I was away. His camera, ironically for our safety, recorded each visit to different women.

    Sitting transfixed, the iPad fell to my lap. My thoughts raced. How could he? When did our relationship become a sham? My vision was obscured by tears, and each camera clip hurt. Was all my trust and love for him one-sided? Was I alone?

    Each woman’s giggle and bottle of wine made the place feel smaller and walled in. I adored this space, our shared life, but each room screamed treachery.

    Reality sank like lead in my stomach, making me queasy and lumpy. This wasn’t a typo or misunderstanding. Betrayal was intentional and persistent. My nails pierced my palms as I made fists.

    Rage and sadness heated my tears as they fell. I had to face him for explanations. I had to calm down and regain my dignity first. I wouldn’t allow him see me broken.

    I have to be strong for myself. Cold, icy wrath replaced the love I believed we shared. Jake had to communicate something important, and I wanted to understand.

    Jake found the flat quiet and the tension thick as fog. I sat at the kitchen table, replaying door camera footage. Ignoring my storm, he smiled his customary casually.

    “Hi Em. Miss you, he said, hanging his coat.

    I didn’t smile back. “We need to talk.”

    A smile fell from Jake. “What’s wrong?”

    The tablet paused on a frame of him with one of the women. “Care to explain this?”

    Jake looked at the screen and shrugged leisurely. Emily, you’re overreacting. Just pals.”

    “Friends?” I snapped. Every time I leave, different women? Really, Jake?”

    Sighing, he stroked his hair. Em, you’re paranoid. None of these ladies matter.”

    “Nothing?” My voice soared, rage piercing my calmness. “How can you say that?”

    Jake grew stern. I add a lot to this relationship. You want to waste this on insecurity?”

    The end. His rejection and attitude encapsulated my feelings. It’s not insecurity when I have proof, Jake. Cannot do it. No one who despises me will marry me.”

    Arrogance melted into astonishment as Jake stiffened his face. You’re serious? Over nonsense?”

    “Yes,” I said clearly. “Finished. All done.”

    Seeing me, he grabbed his coat and went without saying anything. It ended when the door slammed behind him.

    After thinking for a while, I called the pizza business. Tom replied.

    Hi Tom, Emily. I… Thank you. You were right about Jake.”

    The line paused. Emily, I’m very sorry. I felt you should.”

    “I appreciate it,” I answered with genuinely. “Maybe I could buy you coffee? To talk?”

    “I’d like that,” Tom said, comforting my damaged heart with his warm voice.

    My concern about confronting Jake faded the next day when I saw Tom at the café. His real care in his eyes made me feel seen for the first time in a while.

    Tom, I appreciate your candor. I commented as we drank coffee that it must have been hard to tell me.

    He nodded. It was, Emily. It felt wrong to hide it from you. All deserve the truth.”

    I understood how much my identity depended on Jake as we talked. As I sat across from Tom, I felt free and possible. This person prioritized honesty over convenience. It was refreshing and oddly hopeful.

    We laughed as we went from serious to fun themes. I wasn’t expecting this lightness after such a hard blow. It reminded me that occasionally the debris can lead to something better.

    Sitting with Tom, laughing, I felt lighter. It felt like fresh air after being indoors for too long.

    I quipped, “I never thought a pizza delivery could change my life,” looking at Tom. His smile indicated comprehension.

    Life is odd, Emily. He smiled, saying help might come from unexpected places.

    I gained hope as we exited the café. I was ready to move on and welcome change. Whatever the future contained, I was on my way to happiness again, one piece at a time.

    Karma Hit Hard When My Boyfriend Went on a Bachelorette Trip with All Women When the Truth Came Out My story involves secrets, deception, affairs, drama, and more. I once trusted my boyfriend’s female closest friend, but her bachelorette party invitation made me apprehensive. Only to discover their “friendship” was deeper than I thought!

    Tell me about Matilda’s lesson that the universe knows when to interfere. Jake, my boyfriend, was asked to be Lisa’s “man of honor” at her wedding. I was less thrilled than he.

    Lisa organized a weekend bachelorette at a lakeside cabin. Jake was the only guy invited, which disappointed me! It’s a lovely journey, honey! “I love you,” he said.

    He remarked this happily packing his bags ahead of time. This happened at his apartment with three other guys while I watched.

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