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My daughter Anna Sullivan was rushed to the hospital after a car accident, but my husband, Nathan Sullivan, claimed he had a last-minute business trip and couldn't make it. The very next day, I saw the news. He had been spotted out with his assistant, Emily Lane. I stood outside the ICU, watching Anna through the glass, and called him to ask for a divorce. The line went silent for half a second, but the voice that answered wasn't his. It was Emily's. "Mr. Sullivan is in the shower. Would you like me to pass along a message?" I hung up, took Anna, and disappeared from his world for good.