I Saw My Husband With Another Woman in Denver. I Smiled and Complimented His “Friend.”

deserved better than him. We both did.

I stared at the message for a long time, steam rising from my latte, the autumn sun streaming through the windows.

Then I typed back: Thank you for reaching out. I appreciate the apology. You’re right—we both deserved better. I hope you’re doing well too.

I hit send and set my phone down, feeling something settle continue reading …