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to see the constant bickering and whatever riffraff their father was going to be bringing home.
    He’d made it clear that he didn’t want to be a full time father and now, all of the sudden, he was trying to get them back. I knew it wasn’t because he missed them, or even because his mother put him up to it. No. This was about getting back at me.
    I knew what I did when I left was wrong. It was a moment of temporary insanity. I’d given that man so many faithful years and in return he was living some secret life right under my nose. How was I supposed to react to something like that?
    I guess the shit hit the fan two weeks before I had made the decision to leave town. It had come to my attention that my husband was hiding something from me. It didn’t take long for me to decide to catch him red handed. After he left for work one day, I took the kids to school and went back to his tattoo shop. This time, I didn’t go in the front door.
    I snuck around the back and followed the sounds of music coming from the other side of the window. It was difficult to see through the tiny cracks of the mini blinds, but I was able to spot Gavin. He was sitting on a cheetah print couch with a little young thing straddling him. She was rocking her body back and forth over him as he grabbed onto her ass.
    At first I felt sick from the pit of my stomach. That bastard was going to work and getting laid, while I was at home taking care of our family. My sadness turned to anger and soon it was hard for me to control any of my emotions.
    I blame what happened on temporary insanity. I never meant for things to go as far as they had. I surely didn’t want to break laws. Things happened that became completely out of my control.
    After leaving the tattoo shop, I went straight home. It took me a matter of ten minutes to rip out every single article of his clothing and toss them into a large bin in the back yard. I grabbed a bottle of bleach and doused the clothes with it. When they didn’t all turn white right away, I grabbed the bathroom cleaners and dumped them in the bin too.
    Still feeling like it wasn’t enough, I went into his closet and ripped his pictures out of every single photo album. Then I drove myself right to the bank and withdrew all of our savings. I opened up a new account at a different bank in just my name.
    I knew it was going to cause problems. I just didn’t care. He’d broken my heart; torn it into a million pieces and I wanted him to pay. He didn’t deserve to be happy. No, I was going to leave him with nothing.
    I left the kids at my mother-in-laws house while I sat at the kitchen table, completely naked, waiting for him to come home.
    I can’t describe the look on his face when he came in that door and expected to get laid.
    Instead, as he approached me, I took a bottle of beer and threw it right at him. “Fuck you! Do you see this body? You will never touch this again. I hate you. You’re nothing but a liar. I gave you my heart and you ripped it into pieces. You deserve that little slut and whatever diseases she might be carrying.”
    He put his hands up. “Hold up! What the fuck are you talking about, baby?”
    “I saw you, Gavin. I saw you with that little bitch. I know you’ve been fucking her.” I couldn’t cry. I wouldn’t let him think he’d crushed me. I needed to stay furious.
    He put his hands into his face and sank down into the chair. “Vessa…I…”
    “Don’t, Gavin! There isn’t anything you can say to make things better. This was the one thing I said I could never go through again and you did it anyway. Obviously, I meant nothing to you.”
    He looked up at me and had tears running down his cheeks. “Please don’t leave me.”
    “It’s going to take me a few weeks to figure out where I am going to live and how much I can afford on my own. In the meantime, the kids and I will stay here. It’s up to you to explain this to the kids. I refuse to be the bad guy here. You did this! You