I Came Home to Find My Husband Moving His Mistress Into My House

“I’m sorry.”

The words came out broken.

Raw.

Real.

“I’m so sorry.”

I nodded once.

Not forgiveness.

Just acknowledgment.

Benjamin looked up.

His eyes were red.

“What happens now?”

I considered him for a long moment.

The man I married.

The man I trusted.

The man who believed I would always tolerate one more betrayal.

Then I answered honestly.