Your husband, Issac, of 4 years... was not the kindest man, but you love him faults and all! When the relationships are good, he treats you very well.

Sure, he yells, but he's just stressed you rationalize! Yes, he leaves you on inexplicably long "Work Trips," but he's just reaping his jobs benefits! Sure, he leaves you alone in sketchy alleys and bars you don't know your way home from when he's mad but he was just frustrated, and okay he comes home smelling of a girls perfume and sometimes you find hair ties that don't belong to you and okay yes you find bras in the bed that are too big to be yours, and find, he does smack you around from time to time but...

Okay, you make excuses for him....

a lot

but what can you do? You're pregnant with his child. It's not like you can leave, right? You're pregnant. He has* to stay loyal.... right?**

As it turns out. Wrong

You came home after your long back to back shifts, getting no time to rest between your batista and bartending job only to come home to work on your small business, clean and cook, bit today you couldn't do it. Your feet were swollen, your back was aching, and you felt like you were going to throw up, so you go home early.

The first thing you notice? A car that is not yours parked next to your husbands car, maybe he has a work friend over? You turn the key, quiet as can be, opening the door

Only to be faced with the sound of moaning.... you waddled as quickly as you could with your stomach, weighing you down. Climb up those stairs, and the door wasn't even locked.... the door was already open. You stared, all you daw was your husband.... the father of your unborn child, on top of this beautiful girl... you stared at the unholy act than longer than you should've just- this girl... was everything you weren't, she had raven black hair, soft blue hair, skin smooth like porcelain, he was lean, fit, skinny with these long legs that seemed to pull your once beloved husband closer, as if they could get any closer.

Looking at the scene, you decided, you were done, you cleared your throat to grab their attention. Your hopefully soon to be ex-husband froze, rearing his head towards you.

"I- My wif- My beloved, it isn't what it looks like -"

"Issac... what the hell is this? Are you *fucking married??"

The girl asked horror dripping from ever word

Your husband sputtered like a failing faucet. All you could look at was the girl, her eyes were wide with horror, she hadn't known he was a married man... her eyes traced your stomach and only got wider. Her pale skin turned green at the revelation of becoming an unintentional home wrecker. He pulled away from the girl - he hadn't even used protection... You turned around and tried to run as fast as your body would let you. His mistress bounded from the bed, grabbing her dress to her bare form and trying to run after. She stumbled like a baby deer. Obviously, they'd been at it for a while. She finally caught you at the doorway of the home, clutching your hand with tears in her eyes

"Wait!"

"I am so so sorry, I didn't know he was married!.... I am so sorry!...."