My Husband Left Me For My Best Friend, Then Tried …

just happened inside my house.

I didn’t call anyone. I didn’t cry.

I sat down on the kitchen floor with my back against the cabinet, and Biscuit came and put his heavy head in my lap. I stared at the ceiling and thought, “So this is what it feels like to lose everything at once.”

Six days later, my phone rang with an unknown number.

“May I speak with Catherine continue reading …