He Paraded His Mistress and Swore He’d Never Divorce Me. So I Stopped Competing and Started Calculating
We were going to have the real wedding we had never had, the one we skipped at city hall because he said he needed to establish himself first.
We were going to make up for the lost time.
I knew from his very first night home that none of it was going to happen.
Spencer always came home showered.
Always.
He could wash another woman’s perfume off his skin, but it never occurred to him that I would recognize the sweet, particular scent of an expensive body wash he had never in his life bought for himself.
And by that morning I had learned the rest of it.