Mortgage Paid, Husband’s First Love Moved In

Summary

The day we finally paid off the mortgage, I cooked a lavish dinner to celebrate.

With the paid-in-full notice in my hand, I sat by candlelight and waited for my husband, Mark, for three whole hours.

When he finally came home, he reeked of cheap, cloyingly sweet perfume.

There was no surprise, no hug.

He pulled out a chair and sat, his eyes darting away from mine, but his tone was firm.

“Raina, you need to move out of the master bedroom.”

The wine glass in my hand froze. I thought I’d misheard him.

“What did you say?”