I stayed, rebuilt my life, cared for my parents, and found unexpected strength — and love. My divorce attorney, James, helped me through it all. Months later, he became my husband.

So when Stan returned, drenched in rain and full of apologies, he was stunned to see James — the man he’d once insulted — now my partner. And even more shocked to learn James had uncovered his secret offshore account, helping me win the divorce.Stan asked for another chance. I handed him a motel address instead — and a tip about their chicken pot pie: tastes like regret.I closed the door, turned to James, and realized I was finally exactly where I belonged.