that morning, I rushed home with a bottle of champagne, ready to celebrate what I believed was our shared achievement. The excitement stayed with me until I opened the front door and felt that something was terribly off.
Sitting on the couch beside Jonathan was a woman I had never seen before, and her confidence immediately unsettled me. She looked younger than me by several years, and her arm rested far too comfortably along the back of the sofa, close to my husband.
Across from them sat my in-laws, William
