She couldn't go back to the place she called home.
It was no longer her own when he brought her in.
The other woman he had said was just a friend.
They crossed her threshold with fingers entwined,  a mockery of her vows.
She felt the chills of someone walking over her grave.
She watched him sleep in their bed with someone else.
Watched him love someone else in the house their children grew up in.
She walked away when she couldn't take more.
He broke his promises when he loved again.
Her house was nothing but a shell.