My husband had told everyone a slightly different story.

To me, everything was under control.

To Joanna, our marriage was quietly ending.

To the financial institutions, I had agreed to delegate authority I couldn’t remember giving.

For the first time, I stopped asking whether he loved someone else.

I began asking whether he had convinced himself that love permitted him to make every decision alone.

PART 11

That night I told Colton I needed us to have a conversation with another person in the room.