In an uncommon interview, Katie Holmes revealed that she wants to “protect” the daughter she had with Tom Cruise.
After six years of marriage, Holmes and Cruise, the star of Mission Impossible, called it quits in 2012. Their split was widely publicized.
Holmes kept custody of the couple’s daughter, Suri, following their divorce, the circumstances of which were the subject of widespread rumors. Holmes has been open about the fact that not much has been seen of the now sixteen-year-old throughout the years.
At the age of 19, Holmes rose to fame when she was cast in the teen drama Dawson’s Creek.
“I remember really wanting to grow as an actor and not just do things to capitalize on the moment when we were doing Dawson’s Creek and it was successful,” Holmes said in an interview with Glamour Magazine. “I desired to pick up knowledge from others.”
However, the Batman Begins actress reached new heights after she started dating Tom Cruise, a Hollywood A-lister. Following the couple’s daughter Suri’s birth, media interest in their family reached a fever pitch.
As a result of the intense scrutiny, fresh paparazzi photos of Tom and Kate’s little daughter began to appear practically every day. In reaction, Katie decided to stay away from the spotlight in an effort to preserve the integrity of her little daughter. This led to a career hiatus that ended in 2011.
As previously mentioned, five years after being married in an Italian wedding, Tom and Katie parted ways in 2012.
It might not be all that surprising that the rumors went crazy since they were among the most well-known couples on the planet. There was much conjecture on the reason behind their breakup, with Holmes being regarded as being suspicious of the Church of Scientology.
In fact, Katie filed for Tom’s divorce in New York. This was allegedly done to increase her chances of receiving full custody of Suri—the law is against awarding shared custody to parents who are at odds with one another.
Holmes was able to make sure Suri was kept away from Scientology once she was granted sole custody of the youngster. Tom was not able to control the narrative, as he was accused of doing during his break with Nicole Kidman, because it was claimed that he did not see the divorce coming.
Either way, Holmes still feels the same intense need to keep her child safe.
Prior to the premiere of Rare Objects, her latest movie, the 44-year-old stated:
“I really prefer to protect my kid, which has been incredibly essential to me because she was so visible at a young age. I’m so appreciative to be her mom. She is a truly amazing person.
It was just revealed last month that Tom Cruise and his daughter had almost no interaction. The 60-year-old Top Gun actor reportedly hasn’t seen Suri in years and is no longer involved in her life, according to Page Six.
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My Husband Invited His Girl Best Friend to a Family BBQ Unaware It Would Be the Last Straw for Me
My husband, Jack’s “like a sister” best friend, Megan, had been a constant presence in our marriage for years, and my patience with her had run out. Tensions boiled over at a family BBQ as long-hidden secrets came to light, leading to an explosive confrontation.
I loved Jack. God, I loved him — still do, if I’m being honest. After five years of marriage, things between us were solid and dependable… except for Megan.
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She was Jack’s best friend since childhood, his “sister in everything but blood,” or so he said. But it didn’t feel like that to me.
Megan was always there. On every vacation, every holiday, every family get-together, she’d insert herself into our lives with this smug little smile, as if she belonged more than I did. And every time I brought it up, Jack brushed it off.
“You’re just being insecure,” he’d say, his eyes rolling like I was the crazy one for feeling the way I did. “You don’t need to worry about Megan.”
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I remember the day I spoke to Jack’s mom, Nancy, about it. We were sitting on her front porch, drinking sweet tea in the sticky heat of summer. I loved Nancy; she had this way of making me feel like I wasn’t alone in all this.
“You need to set some boundaries, sweetie,” she said, her lips pursing. “Jack loves you, but that girl’s been in his life for a long time. You’ve gotta be firm.”
I nodded, though I didn’t know what those boundaries would even look like.
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Jack was too close with Megan, and every time I even hinted at the idea of setting limits, he’d dismiss me.
Of course, Rick, Jack’s father, wasn’t any help. He adored Megan like she was the daughter he never had.
“You’ve just got to accept it,” he’d say, with that patronizing smirk of his. “Megan’s always going to be part of this family. You need to get over your insecurities.”
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I hated him for saying that and acting like my feelings were some kind of joke. But what could I do? I loved Jack, loved our life together. So I swallowed the bitterness and carried on. Until I couldn’t anymore.
Two months ago, something shifted.
Jack started coming home late, saying he had more work to do and more responsibilities to shoulder at the office. But the real change? The phone.
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He was constantly on it — texting, checking, hiding it like it was something precious. My stomach turned every time I saw him tap out a message with that little smile on his face.
One night, when he was in the shower, I did it. I grabbed his phone. The minute I opened his messages, I found the true reason for his distance staring at me like a slap in the face.
The messages between him and Megan weren’t just friendly; they were intimate and flirtatious.
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“Can’t wait to see you again,” Megan had written, a winking emoji following her words. “Last night was incredible. Same time next week?”
Jack had responded almost immediately, “You bet. I’ll tell her I have to work late again. God, I miss you already.”
My heart pounded as I scrolled further, the bile rising in my throat.
“You know I’m yours, right?” he’d written in another text, his words sickeningly familiar, ones he’d used with me once.
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Megan’s reply had been just as nauseating: “I’ve always been yours, Jack. Just say the word, and I’m there.”
There were so many texts detailing their plans to meet up and sneak around. Their affair had been going on for months. My whole world cracked open right there in our bedroom, the proof of their affair burning into my brain.
I didn’t confront him. Not then. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t sure when I would be, but I knew it had to be the right moment — the moment when he couldn’t weasel out of it.
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So there I was, two months later, at the annual family BBQ, pretending everything was fine while I watched Megan laugh and chat with Jack like they weren’t tearing my life apart behind my back.
It was torture, but I held it together for the kids and the sake of appearances.
Dinner was worse. We all sat around the table, passing bowls of potato salad and ribs, and Rick, with his usual arrogance, made the comment that broke me.
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“Megan’s always going to be a special part of our family,” he said, raising his glass to her. “It’s a pity some people just can’t get over their insecurities.”
That smirk. That damn smirk. It was like he was daring me to say something. My hands trembled as I placed my fork down, my heart pounding so loud I could barely hear anything else.
This was it. I stood, my chair scraping the ground, and every eye at the table turned to me.
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“You know what, Rick?” I said, my voice shaking with rage. “I might get over it if she wasn’t sleeping with my husband.”
Silence. The kind of silence that sucks all the air out of the room. Jack dropped his fork, his face going pale. Megan’s eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t say a word.
Nancy reacted first. She stood, eyes blazing, and pointed a shaking finger at Jack.
“How could you do this to her?!” she shouted, her voice thick with fury. “How could you betray your wife and family?”
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Jack stammered, looking between me and his mother like a trapped animal. “It’s not. It wasn’t—”
“Okay, everyone needs to settle down,” Rick said. “Affairs happen sometimes, but you just need to move past it—”
But Nancy wasn’t finished. She turned to Rick, her lip curling in disgust.
“Move past it, huh?” She paused, her next words loaded with a bombshell of their own. “I don’t think so, not when I know that you’ve been having an affair with Megan, too.”
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Megan’s face drained of color. For a moment, I thought she might actually pass out. The entire table stared in disbelief as the weight of Nancy’s words sank in like a stone.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jack asked, his voice trembling as he looked from Nancy to Megan.
Nancy laughed, but there was no humor in it. “I’ve known for a while now, Jack. Rick and Megan, running around behind my back, behind all of our backs. I stayed quiet because I didn’t want to lose everything. But now? I’m done.”
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She shook her head, wiping a tear that slipped down her cheek.
Rick had the nerve to act surprised, but I saw the guilt flicker in his eyes. “Nancy, sweetheart, it was a mistake—”
“Mistake?” Nancy cut him off, her voice icy. “Don’t you dare try to downplay this. You’ve been cheating on me for God knows how long, and now you’ve lost me. You’ve lost everything. And you!” She pointed at Megan. “Well, you really like to keep it in the family, don’t you?”
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The next few days were a blur. Nancy kicked Rick out of the house and filed for divorce. She told me she didn’t care about the money anymore. After years of being afraid, she was finally free.
As for me, I packed my things. I didn’t cry when I left. Jack stood in the doorway, his voice cracking as he begged me to forgive him, to stay for the kids. His hands were outstretched, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t.
The damage was too deep. Megan had destroyed my marriage, and Jack had let her. So I destroyed her.
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I sat down at the kitchen table that night, hands shaking with fury as I typed out the post that would expose her for who she really was:
I’ve kept quiet for too long, but no more. Megan, the woman who’s pretended to be part of our family for years, has been having an affair with my husband, Jack. She’s betrayed not just me but everyone who ever trusted her.
This is the same woman who cozied up to my kids, smiled at our family BBQs, and acted like she belonged. Well, here’s the truth—she’s been sneaking around with my husband AND his father for months. Don’t let her fool you; she’s not who she pretends to be.
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It was brutal, but it was the truth. The post spread like wildfire, and soon, everyone knew what she’d done.
Megan, well, she wasn’t welcome anywhere anymore. Rick, who had once been her biggest defender, realized she had played him too.
She lost her job, her reputation, and any respect she once had in the community. I made sure of that. I exposed her lies for everyone to see, and now she had nothing.
I didn’t feel sorry for her. Not one bit.
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