But when I pulled up in front of our house, the sight that greeted me was like discovering his betrayal all over again.
A woman driving a car and looking shocked
All of my belongings were scattered across the front lawn as if they were trash. Clothes, picture frames, even my old college textbooks, which I had simply thrown away.
And there he stood on the porch, with Vanessa at his side, smiling as if he had just won the lottery. I got out of my car, felt the numbness come over me, and slowly walked toward them.
Ethan got straight to the point. “I suppose I don’t need to remind you that this house belongs to my grandfather and that you have no claim to it,” he scoffed while my face remained blank. “You’re out. Take your things and leave. Now.”
A couple on a porch with smug looks
I stood there, numb, as his words hit me. Aside from cheating on me and leaving me, he was also throwing me out of my own home. And the worst part? He looked as if he was enjoying every second of it.
Still, I tried to keep my composure. There was no way I was going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break down. So I started gathering my things and packing clothes and other items into the trunk of my car. But the humiliation cut deep.
Instead of going into the house like Ethan, Vanessa stayed on the porch and watched me. She could not even hide her amusement. When I looked up, she decided to rub salt into my wound.