My Husband Left Me with Our Six-Year-Old When Our Business Failed – Three Years Later, I Ran into Him at a Car Dealership, and He Was in Tears

“I didn’t know if you knew.”

“Knew what?”

She hesitated. “About John. And the woman he’s been seeing.

She was one of your regular customers. I saw them at the grocery store last week.”

My hands went numb.

The “friend” wasn’t Dave. It was my husband’s mistress.

Someone he’d met at the café months before it closed, someone who didn’t come with debt or a crying kid or the weight of failure.

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