When I Returned from the Hospital with Our Newborn, My Husband Had Changed the Locks – Twenty Hours Later, He Showed Up, Pounding and Screaming

“Open the door right now! What’s going on inside?”

“I can’t, Penny. Just… go to your sister’s.

Please.”

My hands started shaking.

“Fine. I’ll go to Vanessa’s. And when I come back for my things, you’d better be ready to explain this.”

I didn’t wait for a response.

I turned and walked away, each step feeling like I was leaving more than just a house behind. In that moment, I truly believed my marriage was over.

I don’t remember the Uber ride to Vanessa’s apartment.

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