Infidelity

I’m 39. Husband 42. One son. My brother’s wife left him — so she stayed with us “till she found work.” She wore short clothes at home, laughed loudly at my husband’s jokes. I thought, “She’s healing.” But then I saw them watching movies late night — just them. One night I found her sleeping on our sofa — my husband’s arm around her. I shouted — she laughed, “He loves me, you don’t deserve him.” I’m 39. Blood relations break you more than strangers do. If this hurts, write “No fake family help.”