At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”

Penelope was young.

I cooked for Victor.

Drove him to appointments.

Sat through treatments.

Listened when he was frightened.

Months before he died, Victor transferred the house to me.

Directly.

His lawyer handled it.