Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

With that, I turned and left the coffee shop. The afternoon wind was blowing, bringing with it the coolness of the end of the day.

I walked down the steps slowly, my heart lighter than before. There are encounters that don’t make you happier, but they help you let go of baggage. And for me, that was enough.

That night, I didn’t go straight home. I walked continue reading …