My Husband Had Been Secretly Seeing My Best Friend…

check my phone more than twice a day.

I gave myself 3 days to simply be a person before I went back to being a strategist.

The inn was called the Blue Heron. It sat on the eastern shore of Lake Michigan, a white clapboard building with green shutters and a porch that faced the water.

I had seen it in a magazine 3 years ago and thought someday.

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