My husband threw me and our son out—so I left without a word, and by nightfall he came home to strangers in a house that was never his

First, his voice dropped, which was always worse than shouting.

Then he exploded.

He slammed his palm against the wall so hard that Noah flinched in his chair. Derek pointed sharply toward the hallway and yelled that if I didn’t like his decisions, I could pack all my belongings and get out of his house.

His house.

The phrase almost made me laugh.

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