I Was About to Marry My Mistress, 30 Years Younger Than Me.

I had convinced myself that Christina was simply having a difficult time adjusting to the massive age difference between us.

I was sixty-two years old.

Florence was only thirty-two years old.

Thirty full years separated the two of us.

Naturally, people in our social circle had strong opinions about our relationship.

I knew that very well, but I had completely bought into Florence’s convincing explanations.