I spent seven years watching my husband pour our savings into his sister’s bills and his nephew’s tuition, believing love meant sacrifice. But during a family dinner, he looked me in the eyes and said, “I’m done. I want a divorce.” – Welcome

“Sarah…”

“Sit down,” she said gently. “You’ll get lightheaded standing there.”

Victor ignored the chair and moved closer.

“How long did you know?”

“Since December 9.”

“And you never told me? Not one word?”

“No.”

“Why, Sarah? Why?”

Sarah closed her eyes for a moment, waiting for a wave of pain to pass.

“Did you take your 8:00 AM anti-rejection medication?”

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