Most of the nursery furniture went into storage.
Six months later, I was living in Richmond, southwest London, in a bright flat overlooking a small garden.
My company had promoted me to European compliance director.
I walked beside the Thames after work and slept without listening for footsteps in the hallway.
The divorce became final in spring.
Eric received no share of the house proceeds.
Under the prenup, he left with his own accounts, his own debts, and his own consequences.
His last email said: You destroyed my family.
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