She Died When He Loved Her

Synopsis

On our seventh wedding anniversary, Fred Shelton walked out on me. He left for his sick assistant. Everyone at the party watched in thinly veiled amusement, waiting for me to make a spectacle of myself. A person asked, "Mrs. Shelton, Mr. Shelton has already left. Shall the party go on?" Someone couldn't wait to stir the pot, pressing the question right into my hands. Once, I would have lost control, cried, raged, and chased after Fred for answers at any cost. But I no longer cared because our seven-year arrangement was almost over.