After the Divorce, I Relied on Comics to Turn Myself AroundChapter 1
Five years married, and folks just assumed my husband, James Bennett, had locked it down with his first love, Lily Evans.
Hand in hand at galas, he and she unveiled their startup like some power couple.
Even the Twitterverse was shipping us hard.
Caught in the spotlight, with all eyes on them, James got down on one knee with the same ring he used before, this time proposing to Lily, while openly admitting the charade to everyone watching.
Those puppy eyes of his? Made me want to gag.
"Since when do I settle for hand-me-down men?"
James's hands shook as he fumbled for excuses.
"Babe, I'm clean, I promise."
Stepping out of the shower, a buzz about Lily Evans's big return hit me.
The in-laws were baby crazy and even marked the calendar.
Dripping wet, I squinted at James, all dressed up and sharp.
"Why the rush to out this late at night?"
He paused and messed up my hair a bit.
"Crisis at the office. Won't make it back tonight—don't wait up."
He shied away from my touch and didn't even drop his laundry.
I lay there, gripping the sheets in silence.