When the life evaporated, so did she.

And Steven, who six years earlier had been a golden young man with his own business and a society wedding and the whole world arranged at his feet, found himself at last where he would have been years earlier had I not caught him: with nothing.

He took a modest desk job in the city.

He moved into a small two-bedroom apartment.

He entered the slow, grinding, humbling process of court-ordered financial restructuring, learning for the first time in his adult life what it is to live within the limits of what you yourself can earn.