Laura.
Now I knew her name.
I walked toward them and asked one question.
**“Feeling better, Daniel? How’s that terrible headache?”**
My husband turned around.
The smile vanished from his face.
But the real shock came moments later, when Laura looked at me and asked, “Wait… who are you?”
And I discovered that my husband hadn’t just lied to me about being sick.
**He’d been telling another woman that our marriage had already ended.**
***
My name is Claire Hayes, and I’d been married to Daniel for seven years.
I used to think I understood the difference between a marriage going through a difficult period and one that was falling apart.
Every relationship experiences ordinary frustrations.
Bills need paying. Work becomes stressful. Someone forgets to buy groceries, or one person falls asleep while the other is trying to have a conversation.
I never expected our marriage to feel like a romantic movie every day.
