When a relationship ends, we often expect time to soften the edges, to blur the past into something distant and quiet. I believed that too. After twenty years with a man I thought I understood, betrayal shattered our bond with finality. He remarried within months, a swift confirmation that our chapter had closed. I moved on, slowly rebuilding a life grounded in peace and joy. I had no intention of revisiting that story, no reason to believe our paths would ever cross again in any meaningful way.
Years after we parted, a single decision he made would return to me like a tidal wave, pulling me into a reckoning I never saw coming.
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