I Flew Economy Class with My Three Kids While My Husband and MIL Luxuriated in Business — Then Karma Turned the Tables

I thought marriage meant partnership, but when my husband booked business-class flight tickets for himself and his mother while sticking me with three kids in economy, I realized I’d been living a lie. What I did next wasn’t just revenge; it was reclaiming my life.

I’m Lauren, 37 years old, and I’ve been married to Derek for 10 years that suddenly feels like a prison sentence.

We have three kids. Emily’s seven, Max is five, and Lucy just turned two.

I’m deep into maternity leave, running on fumes and the desperate hope that nap time will actually happen today. But nothing prepared me for what came next.

Two weeks before the holidays, Derek dropped his announcement over dinner.

“I got the tickets,” he said, scrolling through his phone like he was discussing takeout. “Business class for me and Mom.”

I looked up from cutting Lucy’s chicken.

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