My Husband Woke Me in the Middle of the Night During My Pregnancy, His Reason Made Me File for Divorce the Next Morning

Thirty-four weeks pregnant and fast asleep, I was jolted awake by my husband’s urgent cries in the dead of night. What followed shattered my world, and by morning, I knew I had no choice but to file for divorce.

As my due date looms just two weeks away, I should be filled with excitement for the arrival of our baby. Instead, my heart is heavy with sorrow. My name is Mary, and this is the story of how one terrible night changed everything.

It’s been five years since Daniel and I first met, and for the most part, our marriage felt perfect—until it wasn’t.

“You’re being ridiculous, Mary,” Daniel would say when I expressed my anxiety about house fires. “We’ve got a smoke alarm, what’s the worst that could happen?”

But for me, the fear was real. When I was 17, my mom’s house burned down, and we lost our beloved dog, Grampa. The memory of that night—the choking smell of smoke, the frantic crawl to safety, the flashing lights of fire trucks—is still vivid. Ever since, fire has been a constant source of anxiety.

Despite Daniel’s reassurances, I couldn’t shake the trauma. Every night, I’d double-check that all the appliances were off, that the stove was unplugged, and that no candles were burning. I couldn’t rest until I knew everything was safe. Daniel was frustrated with me, calling it paranoia, but I couldn’t take chances—not with our baby on the way.

Two nights ago, Daniel came home late with a few friends. The loud chatter and laughter filled the house. I asked him to send them home, explaining I needed some peace and quiet. But Daniel brushed off my concerns, saying he wanted to enjoy one last night with his buddies before the baby arrived.