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Three months postpartum, I was still bleeding when the front door clicked open. My husband didn’t even look guilty. He just said, calm as weather, “She’s moving in. I want a divorce.” Behind him, her smile bloomed—soft, smug, permanent—like my home was already hers. Something inside me went quiet. I picked up the pen and signed. Then I looked up and whispered, “Congratulations.” Months later, they saw me again. His face went paper-white. I tilted my head, smiled, and asked, “Miss me?”

Three months postpartum, I was still bleeding when the front door clicked open. My husband didn’t even look guilty. He just said, calm as weather, “She’s moving in. I want a divorce.” Behind him, her smile bloomed—soft, smug, permanent—like my home was already hers. Something inside me went quiet. I picked up the pen and signed. Then I looked up and whispered, “Congratulations.” Months later, they saw me again. His face went paper-white. I tilted my head, smiled, and asked, “Miss me?”

by Geekrew Originals · Jul 18, 2026 · completed

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The front door opened while I was changing the blood-soaked pad my doctor had warned me should no longer be necessary. Three months after giving birth, my husband walked in with his mistress and announced, “She’s moving in. I want a divorce.” Ethan said it as if he were changing internet providers. Behind him stood Sloane Mercer, the marketing director at…

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