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.

“I worked very hard to make sure of that.”

Guilt washed across his face.

“I would never hurt them.”

“I know.”

Nathan looked surprised.

Emily met his eyes steadily.

“You hurt me because you stopped valuing us. Not because you’re cruel.”

The distinction seemed to devastate him more.

Because cruelty suggested intent.

What Nathan had done was somehow worse.

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