The night Flynn told me he wanted a divorce, I felt like something was off. But nothing—absolutely nothing—could have prepared me for the truth I was about to uncover. It was a quiet evening, and the last bit of sunlight streamed through our apartment window, casting a warm golden glow across the room. I found myself staring at a photo of Flynn and me on our wedding day. He had his arm around me, smiling like he meant it, eyes filled with that deep, unwavering affection I had always believed

The sizzling sound of burgers on the grill and the rich smell of barbecue sauce filled the air as I stepped through Jill’s front gate. It was my first company barbecue, just three months after I started my new job. Honestly, I was impressed by Jill’s hosting skills—she knew how to throw a great party. The late summer sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows across her perfectly trimmed lawn. I saw coworkers lounging in camp chairs, balancing paper plates on their laps, chatting and laughing. “Liz! You