marriage to Olivia Reed, the
gn the final papers for our join
ered my reality: "According to our records,
here is a record of a marriage for Ms. Olivia Re
ed young architect I'd mentored, th
e grand gestures, the vows-
f a "replacement" while I was overseas, her tears and a
oted wife. To the world, you' re my husband. It' s a perfect arra
had nothing. I w
ture, crumbled to dust. There was
e him, shielding him, letting the heavy
d her dote on him while ignoring me. I
't an accident. This was a bruta
the trusting f
I was disappearing. And then, when she le