Chapter 10 — Which One of Us Was Invisible

Two months after Thanksgiving, Daniel arrived at Tanya’s office for mediation. He looked older. His expensive haircut had grown out, his suit hung a little loose.

For years I had managed the invisible details of his life — doctor appointments, dry cleaning, meals, travel — all the small routines that made success look effortless.

Without that support, the effort showed.

We sat across from each other at a polished conference table, our attorneys beside us. Daniel started with an apology. “I made the biggest mistake of my life.”

I waited.

“I was stressed. Business was slowing down. Natalie made me feel appreciated.”