My Husband’s Mistress Demanded To Move In With Us. I Agreed, But I Left Out One Crucial Detail

Our Living Room Invasion

Her laughter dominated the living room like an unwelcome sound of victory. Our kids sat, eyes wide, silently observing this woman who seemed to have taken over their space.

I sat stiffly next to my husband, wishing for everything to go back to normal. Her obliviousness to the strain she caused was exasperating, creating a barrier of division, even in what used to be the heart of our home.