His Assistant’s Bra Broke. My Marriage Did Too

Two months pregnant, I saw a post from Hunter, my husband, on SnapChat.

The photo showed Hunter with his arm around Scarlett, his assistant, holding up a red lace bra.

"My boyfriend is too passionate; he ripped my bra! Good thing he bought me a new lace one!"

I silently hit the like button. Then, I systematically destroyed every single baby item we owned.

The last one was burning just as Hunter’s call came in.

He sounded panicked, rushing to explain:

"Audrey, the company's new lingerie design needed promotion. Scarlett and I were just acting... if you like it, I can get you one..."