The night my marriage died, it arrived in a pizza box.
One moment, I was a wife making dinner. The next, I was holding divorce papers that had been smuggled into my home like contraband. My husband’s secret life, his other woman, his plans to replace me—everything detonated in an instant. But in that same moment of ruin, something inside me quietly ign… Continues…
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