The Wife He Thought He Broke

t my architectural firm, colleagues I' d known for years would fall silent whe

pick her up from a dance rehearsal because Mark was supposedly "too busy" dealing with the

ith disapproval, "I' m shocked. Lily is one of my most dedicated stude

usations. Instead, my daughter lifted her chin

ly said to her instructor. "S

e was defending me. That loyalty, that unwavering trust, was the very

Well, dear, whatever the reason, my door is always open if you need

rcing myself to concentrate on blueprints, when Mark and Emily walked in. Emily

rs on my desk. "It' s the transfer deed for

ture of support that was meant for me to see. "Let' s

int of no return. As the ink touched the paper, my phon

xiety attack. She collapsed during class. We' ve

rop everything and run. I could feel Emily' s and Mark' s eyes on me, watching, waiting. Their whole

back to the nurse on the phone

hear clearly. "She always does this to get attention. Just have her fat

the room was absolute. I looked at Mark and Emily, whose expressi

e a clean, decisive slash across the page. I pushed