22. The Female Friend
I went home, and my husband wasn’t home, which was weird for him at 8 pm when an hour earlier, he had told me he was going home. Had a gut feeling and went to one of our female friends (who he claimed was like a sister) apartment. His truck was there.
I knocked. No answer. I tried the door, but it was unlocked.
I walked into the living room, and nobody was there. Hear noises in the bedroom. Walk in, and lo and behold, there they are. Tried to make it work over the next couple of months, but I couldn’t get past it. I didn’t even want him to touch me.
Divorced 4 years ago.