Year after year, he promised that we would go, but life always seemed to get in the way—work obligations, family matters, and an endless parade of excuses.
“I’m sorry, Darling,” he would say. “It’s just that something came up at the office, and I have to attend to it.”
But then, when Tom forgot our 10th wedding anniversary, something inside me snapped.
“I have to leave town for the week,” he said while shaving. “It’s for work. We’re prospecting new clients.”
I had hoped that Tom would have told me to pack my bags and get ready to celebrate our romantic milestone—yet, it slipped his mind entirely.
Enough was enough.
I wasn’t about to be a footnote in my own love story.
So, I called my best friend, Jenny.
“We’re going away for my wedding anniversary!” I said as she answered the call.
“What?” she asked, surprised by my words, I could hear her slurping on her usual smoothie.
“Tom would hate that!”
I explained to her that Tom had to be on a business trip and that I was tired of being alone.
“Pack your bags, Jen,” I told her.
I went straight to my closet and began to pack my bags. I needed this. I needed a moment to myself. I got onto my laptop and booked a hotel. This weekend was going to be a weekend to heal, laugh, and forget the sting of neglect.
The hotel Tom had often raved about was our first stop.
As we stepped into the lobby—a place he described right down to the gilded frames on the walls—my heart raced with anticipation and a twinge of sadness.
I was happy to be here with my best friend, sure. But being with Tom would have made it so much better, with memories that would have lasted a lifetime.
“Let’s check-in and leave our bags,” Jenny said. “And then get some fish and chips from that place you’ve been talking about for the past hour.”
And then I heard it.
Tom’s laugh.
I looked up, across the room, and there he was. My husband, standing across the lobby with his arm wrapped around a woman who was decidedly not me.
The scene was like a punch to the gut. There he was, living our dream with someone else.
My first instinct was to storm across the lobby and confront them. But anger gave way to a colder, sharper strategy.
Ten years of marriage for this? This was Tom’s important business trip?
Sure.
I pulled out my phone and started filming them discreetly, capturing their intimate laughs, their shared glances—all the things that should have been mine.
“Are you okay, Eliza?” Jenny asked me, oblivious to the scene I had just witnessed.
“Look,” I said, pointing at Tom.
Jenny clasped her hands to her mouth and gasped.
Feeling emboldened, I approached the reception desk.
“I’m Mrs. Cooper,” I said. “You’ll see my husband checked in as Tom Cooper? It’s our anniversary weekend, and I wanted to surprise my husband.”
The woman behind the counter bought it. She beamed at me and told me there would be complimentary couple massages if I could prove we were married.
And then, she gave me the key to his room.
I went in and filmed everything—their clothes strewn about, the champagne on ice, the unmistakable aura of a romantic getaway.
With Jenny’s encouragement, I took to the streets of Bellport. We showed the footage to anyone willing to watch it.
“What do you think of a man who promises a romantic weekend to his wife and then takes his mistress instead?” I asked the locals.
Jenny filmed all their reactions while I spoke. People were shocked, and hurt on my behalf; some were even empathetic.
And as I met more people, it turned out that people didn’t just disapprove of Tom—they shared their stories of betrayal, connecting with my own pain.
Jenny and I went back to our room and ordered room service while she whizzed away on her laptop, turning our footage into a short film.
Forgotten Promises: A Bellport Betrayal.
Then, we uploaded it online—tagging Tom on Facebook.
It went viral overnight. And as the support began to pour in, so did the outrage towards Tom.
When Tom saw the video, he called me, furious.
“Eliza!” he barked. “Take it down! This isn’t fair!”
“It’s too late, Tom,” I replied coolly. “It’s out there now, and it’s the truth.”
Tom went on, airing his grievances through the phone.
“Why doesn’t he just come and find you?” Jenny asked. “We’re in the same hotel.”
I didn’t understand that either. But Tom seemed perfectly fine spending time with his mistress. I knew she was there with him—probably comforting him while he was distressed by my actions.
“I don’t know,” I replied to Jenny.
I cut the call, and Jenny and I took to the streets, ready to eat our feelings away in ice cream.
As we were walking, out of the blue, a travel company reached out to me. They had seen our short film and offered me a job in creating “Truthful Travelogues.”
“You’ll just have to do exactly what you did for your short film,” a woman named Natasha told me. “We’ll send you a laptop so that you can edit on there, too.”
Suddenly, I was more than just another scorned wife who had to suffer in silence and wait to be acknowledged by her husband. Now, I was a storyteller, weaving narratives of authenticity in beautiful locales.
And on the other hand—Tom’s life began to crumble. His professional image soured as colleagues and clients questioned his integrity.
That trip he took to Bellport, meant to be hidden away like a secret, became his public undoing.
His car was even egged by some of the kids who lived on our street—something that he deserved.
Shortly after I returned home, I packed all my belongings and moved in with Jenny. She was single and my constant support—there was nobody else I wanted to reinvent myself with.
Looking back, the trip to Bellport was nothing like I had imagined it would be. Initially, I had wanted it to be a romantic escape with my husband, but then it had turned into a girls’ weekend.
Only for it to become an unraveling of my marriage.
Even now, I’m not completely sure that my actions were the greatest, but at the same time—I needed to do it. I needed to expose Tom for the liar that he was.
And in the end, I needed to empower myself again. I couldn’t keep living in the shadow of Tom’s job and deceit.
Now, I have to try and rebuild my life as a newly single woman ready to get what she deserves.
What would you have done?
YOU WON’T BELIEVE HOW THE ‘MELROSE PLACE’ HEARTTHROB LOOKS AT 62 – HIS GRAY BEARD WILL SHOCK YOU
A former “Melrose Place” star has surprised fans with new photos showing him with a gray beard and noticeable wrinkles. At 62, the actor, who was once a TV heartthrob, is now embracing the natural aging process. His recent look has gotten a lot of attention online, with many fans admiring his rugged, mature appearance.
This ’90s TV star was known for his good looks and charm. Fans have watched him grow over the years, but his latest transformation has caught them off guard.
From his early days on television to his current status as a silver-haired star, this actor’s journey is more fascinating than it seems.
The Rise of a TV Heartthrob
Born in Detroit and raised in northern California, the actor’s journey to fame wasn’t always glamorous. His mother, Kathleen, worked as a systems analyst. Despite her demanding job with early mornings and long hours, she made sure to teach her children the value of education and hard work. Her dedication laid the groundwork for the actor’s future success.
In 1984, by his early 20s, the actor got his big break when he landed the role of Rick Hyde on the daytime soap opera *Ryan’s Hope*. He played this role until 1987, earning an Emmy nomination and setting the stage for his future in entertainment.
The following year, he landed another role as Gregory Prince III in an episode of *ABC Afterschool Specials*. This teen drama series often tackled social issues of the day.
This role made him a major TV star and turned him into a heartthrob of the ’90s. His portrayal of a tough, motorcycle-riding contractor won over many fans and made him one of the most recognizable faces on television.
As time has passed, the actor has grown from a youthful heartthrob into a mature figure in Hollywood. The days of the clean-shaven, charming Jake Hanson are long gone.
Unlike some actors who try to fight aging, this actor has fully embraced it. Now, he sports a full gray beard and natural wrinkles, giving him a distinguished look that shows his life experience and wisdom.
His recent photos have stirred a lot of attention online. Fans have reacted with admiration, praising his natural and elegant appearance on social media.
People were surprised and impressed when they saw his recent photos. One person on Instagram said, “He sure is a handsome man,” and another shared their love for “Dynasty,” saying, “How obsessed I am with ‘Dynasty’ and you all.”
Fans noted how his charm has lasted over the years. One commented, “Most handsome man in Hollywood. I watched you on ‘Melrose Place’ and kept watching because of you. You were very attractive then, and you still are. You’ve aged gracefully.”
Another fan simply said, “Handsome man, omg.” On X (formerly Twitter), a user expressed their amazement, writing, “So Grant Show is 62 years old and still looks like this?!???”
Comments like “Grant looks stunning with a gray beard” and “He has aged gracefully” show that people appreciate how he has embraced aging naturally and feel it has only enhanced his appeal.
Six months later, they met again in Vancouver, and this time their bond grew stronger. They started as friends, and after about eight weeks of dating in Los Angeles, they became a couple.
A year later, they got engaged and had a one-month engagement before marrying in a rustic California ceremony on August 18, 2012. Besides acting, LaNasa is a former ballet dancer and choreographer.
She had a successful Hollywood career with roles in movies like “Alfie” (2004), “Valentine’s Day” (2010), and “The Campaign” (2012). On TV, she starred in the NBC sitcom “Three Sisters” (2001) and the drama series “Deception” (2012) as the glamorous socialite Sophia Bowers.
Their relationship quickly became a significant part of his life. The actor often talks about LaNasa with great love. She once compared her to his caring grandmother, Blanche, who played a key role in his upbringing.
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In 2013, almost a year after they got married, the actor and his wife were trying to start a family. He mentioned, “We are working on it — practice, practice, practice.” They knew it might be a bit tricky because of their age, but they were determined to make it happen.
Despite his character Spence Westmore on “Devious Maids” dealing with romantic issues, the actor joked that they were keeping their marriage exciting both inside and outside the bedroom.
He said that they did everything together, from playing golf to shopping, and highlighted how important it was to keep the romance alive in their relationship.
Their efforts paid off when they had a baby girl, Eloise McCue Show, in March 2014. They were thrilled and said, “We are truly blessed to have such a healthy and beautiful baby girl.”
The actor, producer, and director has continued to work while balancing his family life. His most recent role was as Blake Carrington on the TV show “Dynasty,” which aired from 2017 to 2022.
At 62, he still cherishes his past role. He recently reunited with his former “Melrose Place” co-stars — Daphne Zuniga, Laura Leighton, and Courtney Thorne-Smith — to look back on their time together on the show.
The reunion took place on the “Still The Place” podcast, where the former “Melrose Place” stars looked back at their time on the show. They shared cherished memories, talked about how “Melrose Place” affected their lives, and reminisced about the strong connections they built while working together.
The actor talked about how playing Jake Hanson made him famous and helped him make lifelong friends. He and his former co-stars shared laughs and fond memories, showing how strong their bond was from their time on and off the “Melrose Place” set.
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