nd picture on my kitchen island, a grainy
s intern, Lily, barely legal and with a hand prote
d, "It' s David' s." The words
thing for, couldn' t meet my eyes. H
walked past me and handed Lily a glass of
, just listen. Dad made a mistake. Lily is
. Not just my husband, but my
arah, I don' t want to break up your family. We can make t
She wanted me to raise my husband
os. David, Lily, and Alex stood there, a new
d through me. This wasn' t
hitectural license and, due to the stress, an ectopic pregnancy that left me unable to
My sacrifices, my body, my
vering for David and Lily f
lex declared, his eyes full of contempt. "Maybe if you paid more atten
at their united faces. My heart di
voice dead. "All of you. I want no
ened the bottom drawer of my desk
placing the papers on the coff
nothing without him. W
, asking me not to fight for the rest of the assets-
else to stay," he said. "Lily' s pregnancy... a
home, the sanctuary I had buil
me. It wasn' t my home anymore;
l be gone by the end of th