I Was Seven Months Pregnant When My Husband’s Mistress Smashed My Car, Destroyed My Baby Seat, And Branded Me The Homewrecker

again and suddenly saw it for what it was: a set built on top of decay. He had helped choose none of it, cared about none of it, and still expected to stand at the center like he belonged.

When I told him Brittany had destroyed the car seat, his first reaction wasn’t horror. It was annoyance.

“She’s emotional,” he said. “I should have ended it more clearly.continue reading …