After Eleven Years, I Let Go

Synopsis

On our eleventh wedding anniversary, James came home early. I thought he finally remembered what day it was. Instead, he sat across the dining table, stared at the feast I had spent all afternoon cooking, and said, "Susan, I want a divorce. "Emily's been with me for three years. I don't want to keep her in the shadows anymore." My hand froze for seconds. "Alright." James was stunned. In his head, I was supposed to demand answers, burst into tears, and make him account for our eleven years together. When I was in the hospital two months ago for acute appendicitis and needed a signature for my surgery, I called him 17 times. He never picked up. I found out later that Emily Dawson was hosting her first standalone product launch for the company that night.