6. Pointless Therapy
Went to log into his email, and a suggested one that I didn’t recognize popped up. I answered all his security questions and reset his password to find emails between him and the neighbor.
We were in therapy to recover from him cheating with her, and there they were waxing poetic about their love and when I’d be out of the house so they could be together.
The actual horror is that our 7-year-old daughter is the one who accidentally caught them originally by walking into our bedroom while I was at work.