I Am Not His Polaris

Summary

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Our private Gulfstream jet hit extreme turbulence over the Pacific Ocean.

The flight attendant, her face pale, handed out paper and pens. Her voice trembled, "Everyone, if you want to leave a final message... you can write it down now."

Right in front of me, my husband, Spencer, wrote another woman's name.

"Jessica, after thirty years, I finally understand. You are the North Star of my life."

"If this plane crashes and they're lucky enough to find the wreckage, send my ashes to be with J