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Husband Moved His Girlfriend Into Our Home—The Property Records Arrived Later Today

"My husband moved his girlfriend into our family home while I was visiting my dying mother—what he didn't know was the property records would arrive today, and he's about to learn who really owns the house he's playing house in." The manila envelope felt unnaturally heavy in my hands as I sat in my car, parked across the street from what used to be my sanctuary. Our three-bedroom Craftsman with the wraparound porch and the garden I'd spent five years perfecting. The home Steven and I had searched for during six months of weekend open houses, where we'd planned to raise our family, host Christmas dinners, and grow old together. Now there was a strange car in the driveway—a sleek red convertible that screamed midlife crisis—parked right where I used to park my sensible sedan. Through the large bay window, I could see movement. A flash of blonde hair that didn't belong to anyone in my family. The sound of laughter drifted across the lawn, carried on the early autumn breeze. His laughter, intertwined with hers. A sound I hadn't heard in months, not directed at anything I'd said or done. I opened the envelope and pulled out the property records one more time, though I'd already memorized every word. My name, and only my name, listed as the legal owner. A wedding gift from my grandmother, who had insisted on this one peculiarity that had seemed so unnecessary at the time.