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

expensive bag, and I thought about Ethan carrying a similar bag two years ago, buying something for someone who wasn’t his wife, living a life built on lies and stolen weekends.

But this time, the woman in the expensive dress was me.

And the person who’d paid for it was also me.

And that felt exactly, perfectly right.