I woke up in a hospital bed after an ac:cident, my leg shattered, my whole body aching. Then my husband walked in – hand in hand with his mistress.

was the ideal time for honesty.

“You couldn’t wait?” I asked quietly.

Ethan rubbed the back of his neck. “There’s never a good time for this conversation.”

“No,” I said slowly. “But there are definitely worse ones.”

Vanessa shifted awkwardly beside him.

“I can leave,” she muttered.

“Yes,” I snapped immediately. “You absolutely can.”

She looked at Ethan before continue reading …