Kurt Hummel is great at many things. Singing, performing, and dancing were easy for him. Recently, he has realized that the one thing he is fantastic at is acting. He discovered that pretending to be happy was something he was good at, but grew tired of it fast. He knew that everyone around him thought he was fine. But, the only person who knew it was fake, was the one who caused the pain to begin with.

(Two weeks ago)

The signs were all there. Blaine had been coming home late, going on business trips, and constantly showering after coming home from work. At first, Kurt was determined to ignore them. He wanted nothing more than for this entire scenario to be nothing but a dreadful nightmare, but it wasn't. The lies continued and Kurt could only feel sick to his stomach when Blaine kissed him goodnight when he got home.

One day, Kurt got home early and went on the desktop computer to check his email. He wiggled the mouse until the screen awoke and revealed a yahoo account already open. His first instinct was to close out of it, but a name caught his eye.

Matt Bradley

Kurt knew who it was. Matt has been Blaine's secretary at the lawyer office for almost 6 months. He had been nice to Kurt at office parties, but always seemed too touchy to his taste. Curiousity got the best of Kurt and he clicked on the email from Matt.

From Matt: Hey , I thought you might want the pictures from our last "business trip". Have fun thinking about me.

Attached to the email were almost a dozen photos of Blaine and Matt. Kurt grabbed the waste basket from underneath the desk and began to vomit out of pure disgust . Most of the pictures were of the two of them having sex in multiple positions. The background of the pictures was a dimly lit hotel room. But the picture that disgusted Kurt the most was the last one. Blaine and Matt were both standing, completely clothed, on a beach kissing. They were kissing the way Blaine kissed Kurt before work or after dinner.

(Now)

"Ana, can you go upstairs for a little while and play with your toys. I need to talk to Dad." Kurt said sweetly to his 3 year old daughter.

Anastasia was absolutely beautiful. She was tiny and had long brown hair that slightly curled at the bottom. He skin was tan and she was the sweetest thing ever.

"Okay Daddy." She said simply before hopping out of her chair and walking towards the stairs of their large house. Once she was gone, Kurt turned back to his husband who was sitting across from him at the dinner table eating steak.

"What's going on honey? Is everything okay?" Blaine asked worriedly.

"I know." Kurt stated, not removing his eyes from Blaine's.

"Know what?"

"That you've been fucking your secretary." The taller man spat.

Silence

"Well are you going to say anything or are you going to make up another lie?" Kurt yelled.

Blaine's face was streaming with tears, but for the first time, Kurt didn't want to comfort him.

"I'm so sorry. I love you so much. It meant nothing, I swear. " Blaine said, gasping for breath from crying so hard.

"That's great news." He replied sarcastically. The venom was practically dripping from Kurt's voice and Blaine flinched at the harshness of the words. Even though he knew he deserved it. "How long?"

"Kurt please don't d-"

"Don't tell me what to do. Answer my question."

"Two months."

"Where did you two meet to do it?"

"My office or a hotel. I swear Kurt, it was meaningless."

"Just like our vows?" Kurt said before standing up from the table. "I'm gonna give our daughter a bath and put her to bed. When I finish, I'm going to Santana's. Don't call me." Kurt turned and followed his daughter's trail up the stairs.