The birth of our first child should have been joyous, but my husband, Alex, accused me of infidelity the moment he saw our daughter, Sarah. Shocked and hurt, I agreed to a paternity test. Instead of supporting me, Alex left to stay with his parents, and his mother even threatened to ruin me if the results weren’t in his favor.

Weeks later, the test proved Sarah was his. I expected an apology, but instead, Alex acted like he was the victim. His mother berated me for “kicking him while he was down.” Though he later returned, begging for forgiveness, trust had already shattered.

One night, I checked his phone and discovered texts with a female colleague—he had been planning to leave me all along. The next morning, I filed for divorce. By the time he got home, I was gone. In the settlement, I got the house, car, and child support.