She Threw a Baby Shower for My Husband’s Mistress and Handed Me a Check to Leave. The DNA Test Changed Everything.

shape I thought might make me worthy of the Mitchells’ approval.

I let myself fall apart for one night.

The next morning, I called Dr. Lauron. “I’d like to schedule an appointment,” I said. “Not for gynecology. For… for talking.”

She paused. “For therapy?”

“Yes.”

“Can you come this afternoon? I had a cancellation.”

That first session with Simone was mostly continue reading …