Can you ask her to not be there Saturday when you come get your stuff?
This is a wonderful advice.
Reframe to her immediately what is her position in your world = she doesn’t exist.
What wary said is important for this reason, I don’t know if you can read it clearly because your pain will push you to see her "one more time" hoping she will give you closure and you will feel better.
You will NOT get closure and you will feel much worse.
She will dry you out of one last hit of validation. She will poke your pain and harms you in any way she can to get one last dopamine hit from the validation of "she means so much to you that you are truly bleeding " and she will rejoice in your pain because you are poking her ego to tell her "if he hurts so much for me, I am not a dirty shitty cheater, I must be a high value woman, I am just upgrading to what I deserve, happiness ".
There is no empathy from a cheater in the dopamine high of the betrayal.
The only revenge and hit you can have is this:
Treat it like you’d treat picking up the trash and cleaning up home.
A chore, just something unpleasant to be done and forgotten, to focus on what matters in your life.
No emotions, no talking, no asking why or anything.
I am telling you this because it is to protect your emotions from further damage. But make no mistake:
This will destroy her.
Pull it off, go no contact.
Forget this person exists.
She will be replaying the moment you left without caring for her as she was a piece of furniture over and over for the next weeks, months and sometimes years.
They always do.
Her problem not yours, your problem is healing ❤️🩹
Mind that if you do this, she will try to contact you back in weeks or months from now.
Treat her exactly like you would treat the garbage you throw today I months after: irrelevant, ignore her.
She will not come back for guilt or shame or desire for you.
They always come back, but they come back for one thing only:
Validation.
Move on, make your life shine and get a good girl.
She will be eating her liver and rolling in the mud.
They always do