The Lingerie She Left Behind

My daughter held up the sexy lace lingerie my husband's secretary had deliberately left in our house, looking at me with pure innocence.

"Mommy, what is this?"

My mind went completely blank, shame and fury crashing over me in waves.

I never imagined they would be this brazen.

Eight years of marriage, and Julian’s love for me had long since rotted away.

Time and time again, he brought other women home, testing my boundaries, and I turned a blind eye to all of it.

Except this time, he crossed the line.

For the sake of my daughter, I made up my mind to demand a divorce.