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.

between.

At least, that’s what I believed then.

“Can I see him?” I asked.

The nurse smiled sympathetically. “I’ll let him know you’re awake.”

The next twenty minutes felt endless.

I stared at the doorway waiting for him, imagining his face when he saw me conscious again. I pictured him rushing to my bedside, taking my hand, telling me how terrified he’d continue reading …