I thought I was walking into my home. Instead, I walked into a nightmare. My clothes and my belongings were tossed onto the street like trash.
When I looked up, it wasn’t my husband who had thrown me out of our house.
It was his mistress, thinking she’d won. But karma never lets debts go unpaid.
Fifteen years. That’s how long I was married to Josh.
Fifteen years of building a home together, raising our two children, and believing we were a team.
And then, one day, I came home to find EVERYTHING I owned thrown onto the street in boxes. I stood there, frozen, as strangers walked past, eying my life like it was a pile of discarded trash. My clothes, my shoes, my children’s handmade cards, and my wedding dress — all of it dumped on the pavement like I never mattered.
A passerby slowed down, throwing me a pitying glance.
“Are you okay, ma’am?”
I couldn’t answer. I froze as I stared at the remnants of my life scattered across the lawn.
Among the items were my children’s handmade Mother’s Day cards spilled from a torn shoebox. Then the front door swung open.
And there she was.
Victoria. Josh’s mistress. She was young, smug, beautiful, and standing in the doorway like she belonged there.
She crossed her arms, tilting her head.
“You don’t live here anymore, Samantha. Take your things and leave.”
I swallowed hard, my heart hammering.
“What do you mean? Where’s Josh?”
Josh stepped into view, completely unbothered.
His expression was cold and detached…
like I was a stranger and not the woman who had spent over a decade loving him. “What the hell is this?” I demanded, gesturing at my belongings. Josh sighed, rubbing his temples like I was the one causing problems.
“I’m done, Sam.
I’ve moved on. So should you.”
The words knocked the air out of me.
Moved on? Just like that?
“Fifteen years,” I whispered, my voice breaking.
“Fifteen years, Josh. Was any of it real? Was I ever anything to you but disposable?”
His eyes flickered with something before hardening again.
“It was real…
until it wasn’t.”
“Josh, we have two kids!” I snapped. Victoria let out a laugh, tucking herself into Josh’s side like she had any right to.
“And they’ll be staying here… with us.”
I turned to Josh, desperate, furious, and utterly heartbroken.
“You’re not even going to let me take them?”
He shrugged.
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