Frank and I had been together since we were teenagers.
We had grown up together, fallen in love, gotten married, raised two children, and built the kind of ordinary life I once believed would last forever.
For twenty-seven years, I thought I knew my husband.
Then, in a single conversation, everything changed.
Frank told me he wanted a divorce.
At first, I couldn’t even process the words.
Then came the sentence I would replay in my mind for weeks.
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