---- would go along with whatever she wanted. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. After entering Melody's birthday into the digital lock, I entered my home. There were only five days left before I would leave with Louis. I had to start packing my luggage. I went upstairs. When I pushed the bedroom door open, I never would have imagined that I would be greeted with the sight of a couple entwined with each other on the bed. Thomas was topless and was only wearing a pair of pajama pants. The corner of his lips was bruised from being bitten, and there were fresh scratch marks on his chest. Melody was snuggled against his chest while wearing nothing but a slip dress. Her plump breasts were pressed against his front, her body wrapping around him like a vine. A lacy, black thong had been discarded on the floor. I thought that I had mentally prepared myself, but ---- when I laid my eyes upon them, I could feel the blood surging uncontrollably to my head. This was my marital home and my bedroom. How could they do this to me?