My Husband Married His Coworker In Until I Blocked His Cards And Changed The Locks

in a word I hadn’t used to describe anyone in my life for a good long while, easy.

One morning he handed me a coffee from the café next door, a plain paper cup with two words written across the lid in black marker.

Not Ethan.

I laughed harder than I had in years, right there in the gym lobby. He looked pleased with himself but not remotely surprised, continue reading …