"You'll never find out if he's cheating on you if you don't follow him."

Chloe's words were going around in circles throughout the entire flight here and through my "swim." I didn't go swimming like Nicolas had suggested. No, I hid down in the hotels lobby until I saw him come out.

Being careful to not let him see me following him, I hid myself every time he turns his head. I can't have him find me spying on him. He'd go berserk on me.

If he turns toward a building that appears to be associated with his company then I know he isn't cheating but if he doesn't then that means Chloe was right.

I follow him a few more blocks until he takes a turn to his right toward some apartment buildings. What could he be doing there?

I cautiously proceed as he knocks on a specific door that opens up seconds later. "Bonjour, mon ange." The soft tone of a woman who spoke in an obviously fake french accent greets him.

"Bonjour, mon amour." He greets back, I can almost here the smile on his face by the sound of his tone. Mon amour? But I'm his love, why call another woman that? Once the door had shut, I quickly approach it and see the number on the door: 8D.

It was clear what was happening through those walls, the sounds of lips clashing together was identifiable. It was a similar sound, when Nico and I used to be that passionate..

I stepped away from the door, I want to surprise him with a heavy-handed slap but now isn't the time for that. I was an emotional wreck, he wouldn't take me seriously and his lover would mock me.

Was she prettier? Sexier? Thinner? Richer? .. younger?

The sounds of moans and cries calling out for Nicolas cause me to slide down on the ground with tears flowing. My knees went up to my body as my arms surrounded them in a self-given hug.

It's true, I sob. Nico's cheating.