My Husband Invited His “Boss” To Dinner. I Cooked Everything Perfectly. Then I Set One Extra Plate For The Woman He Was Hiding

A Dinner For One

That Friday, I cooked dinner for myself. Nothing fancy. Just pasta, salad, and a glass of sparkling water.

I set one plate at the new table and lit a candle anyway.

For the first time in a long time, the silence did not feel like loneliness. It felt like peace.