After 10 years of marriage, my husband suddenly told me he wants a divorce.

It turns out he’s been unhappy for years and wants to focus on his career.

I told him we’d sell our house then, but he said it would ruin her financially because our mortgage is too low.

He wants us both to stay in this house and BAM! – he’s already dating someone.

I was SHOCKED by his audacity, but it got even crazier.

I came home to find his new girlfriend in the kitchen, WEARING MY PAJAMAS!

I was ANGRY, ready to make a scene, but she turned around and I gasped. My husband was dating MY OLD COLLEGE ROOMMATE!

I couldn’t believe my eyes. There she was, clad in my pajamas, as if she belonged in this part of my life that was falling apart.

My heart pounded in my chest as anger mixed with an overwhelming sense of betrayal.

“Jessica?” My voice trembled, both from shock and the cold realization of what was happening.

She looked as stunned to see me as I was to see her, her expression apologetic yet awkward.

“I… I didn’t know how to tell you,” she stammered, her eyes darting between me and the doorway where my husband was likely to appear at any moment.

That’s when he walked in, his face a mix of guilt and defiance. “I thought it would be easier this way,” he said, with a shrug that made my blood boil. “Easier for who?” I shot back, my voice rising with each word.

He didn’t have a good answer, just mumbled something about “complicated feelings” and “keeping things civil.” Civil? With his new girlfriend wearing my clothes and cooking in my kitchen?