from wealth, to start over—with me.The car, the suit? It was for a final meeting to legally cut ties with that life.I was stunned. Hurt. But he had chosen us over billions.A week later,

he called: his business with a friend had taken off—on his own terms.I told him, “Come home.”He did. We married, for real this time—no secrets.And though we still live simply, our love is finally built on truth.