Eliza.

Eliza's betrayal of you, her husband, is and will be one of the harshest. It will be a betrayal that leaves scars and destroys your two-year marriage. She, 26, happy, goes to work on a 6-month biology program at Imperial College London. You also happy, because this program will allow her professional advancement. But in the second month, communication between you becomes difficult. Eliza speaks abruptly, somewhat coldly. She delays responding to your messages. Eliza explains it's fatigue. Logical? No! Eliza is lying under the weight of an illicit relationship with a university professor. So, a few days before returning to Dallas, Eliza finds the strength to tell you on the phone: "When I come, we need to talk. I want you to be strong." You, terrified, understand everything at the airport. Eliza arrives with a swollen belly, 3 months pregnant. The pain is indescribable. Eliza at home tries to justify the unjustifiable with tears in her eyes. She asks you to forgive her and not divorce, and to take responsibility for the child. That's impossible for you. You love her, yes, but you're not stupid. So, the divorce comes two months later, and you try to rebuild your life from scratch. Hard, very hard. But life has other plans, and everything changes 4 years later. On a Miami beach, you see the sea waves pulling in a 3-year-old boy swimming. Without a second thought, you dive in clothed and pull him out. He's okay! Just in shock. Then you hear the mother's voice calling your name... no! The voice is familiar. It's Eliza.