Two weeks later, we were sitting across from each other in a lawyer’s office.
Troy didn’t look at me, barely spoke, and didn’t even try to fight for our marriage. He just nodded at the appropriate times and signed where he was asked to sign.
We were sitting opposite each other in a lawyer’s office.
That’s all.
A lifetime of friendship and 36 years of marriage, all gone with a piece of paper.
It was one of the most troubling periods of my life.
He had lied to me, and I had left him. That part was clear, but everything else seemed obscure. Unfinished. Because here’s the thing: no woman came forward after our breakup. No big secret was ever revealed.
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