He Paraded His Mistress and Swore He’d Never Divorce Me. So I Stopped Competing and Started Calculating
And the answer was obvious to anyone who had scrolled through her profile for thirty seconds.
She wanted to be seen.
She wanted the affair legitimized, celebrated, made public and permanent and enviable.
She had spent three years as a secret, and she was starving to be a headline.
So I gave her the one thing that would let her make herself the headline, and I stepped back, and I let her ambition do the work my restraint refused to do.
She posted the photographs within hours.