Where Time Fades, Blooms Freedom

Summary

I was thirty-seven when my husband had an affair.

I married him right after college. Fifteen years, just like that.

Everyone told me I had a life to be envied. My husband, Mark, was a high-flying corporate executive. At home, he covered every expense, every bill, a provider far better than most.

It felt like a bitter pill I was supposed to swallow.