My ex-husband once said to me, “It’s just harmless fun.” That’s what he called his affair. But when he tore the wallpaper off my walls after our divorce, karma decided it was time for her to have a little fun too — at his expense.
Dan and I were married for eight years, with two children and a cozy home I had inherited from my grandmother. I thought we had it all — until I discovered Dan was unfaithful.
I forgave him once. The second time, I didn’t wait for his apology—I filed for divorce. The process was painful but straightforward: the house was mine, our finances were split 50/50 with no arguments, and Dan insisted I take full custody because he didn’t want “the responsibility.”
Once everything was settled, Dan promised he would move out by the weekend. I took the kids to my mom’s to give him some space. When we came back, I walked into a nightmare.
The wallpaper—the floral wallpaper we had—was gone! The walls were left with jagged patches of exposed drywall. I found Dan in the kitchen, tearing down more.
