Ten Years of Proof
Language: en
The day I asked for a divorce, I slapped the evidence of my husband's ten-year affair with his business partner on the table. Evan stared at the file, his face a mask of shock. "So you knew? Ten years ago, you already knew about Zoey and me?" "Yes." A long silence stretched between us. "Then why now?" he finally asked. "Why wait until now to divorce me?" "Because I no longer have to endure it." Our daughter’s final exams were over. I was done pretending.