My husband returned after three years abroad. I went to the airport expecting to bring him home, but he arrived with a woman and twin boys. When I confronted him, he said, “Let’s separate.” I removed my ring and left.

was habit.”

“You told me you loved me.”

“I didn’t want drama while I was trying to work.”

Vanessa looked uncomfortable.

“Daniel told me you were basically divorced.”

I turned toward her.

“Basically?”

Daniel’s face hardened.

“Don’t turn this into something ugly.”

That sentence did something strange to me.

My anger disappeared.

I walked to a nearby trash can and placed the white lilies on top.

Then I pulled off my wedding ring.

Daniel watched me.

When I dropped it into his palm, relief crossed his face.

He thought I was giving up.

“Okay.”

He blinked.

“That’s all you’re going to say?”

“That’s all.”

I turned toward the parking garage.

“Emily.”

I stopped.

His voice had changed.

Almost suspicious.

“We should talk about the house tomorrow.”

I glanced back.

“What about the house?”

“I’m entitled to my share. Vanessa and the boys are going to need somewhere stable while we