Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

need it anymore,” I said.

The door opened and closed behind him. The click of the lock was very faint, but inside me, it sounded like a definitive full stop. I stood still for a long time in the empty house.

There were no more footsteps, no voices, no presence of the man who had lived with me for 3 years. It was just me and a long silence. I went to continue reading …