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I cut my training short and came home to find a silver suitcase sitting outside the master bedroom. A woman was stretched out on my bed. She was wearing my nightgown. My husband, David Carter, was seated beside the bed, checking her temperature. The first thing he asked when he saw me was, "Why are you back today?" I glanced at the woman in the bed. She was David's ex, Sophie Lane. David rushed to explain. "She has a fever. There was nobody at the hotel to take care of her, so I let her stay here for the night." I stared at the nightgown Sophie had on. "So she gets my bed and my clothes?" David frowned. "It's a special circumstance. Stop making such a big deal out of it." I laughed. The next day, I called a real estate agent. By the third day, an open house sign was hanging outside our marital home. When David got home from work and found a crowd of potential buyers checking the natural light in the master bedroom, his face turned angry. I said, "You can give the master bedroom to your ex. Why can't I let everyone else look around the whole house?"