I smiled on the day my husband finalized our divorce and married the woman he had been seeing behind my back while I was eight months pregnant.

”

“No,” Emily replied quietly. “The kiss was one mistake. Everything before it was a choice.”

That left him silent.

Because she was right.

Neglect had been a choice.

Distance had been a choice.

Cold indifference hidden behind ambition had been a choice.

Nathan looked toward the boys.

They watched him with innocent curiosity.

“What are their names?”

Emily hesitated.continue reading …