The stranger introduced himself as someone who had discovered Frederick's financial deception while investigating the company.
He gave me documents proving everything.
For the first time, I felt powerful instead of broken.
I filed for divorce.
Frederick begged.
His mother blamed me.
His mistress moved into his house.
And every time I heard his mother's familiar voice in my memory—
“I’m so happy that my son has found himself a good woman.”
—I smiled.
Because she had finally gotten exactly what she wanted.
A replacement.
But she had lost the woman who had loved her son faithfully.
Months later, I met the stranger again.
His name was Silas.
He never asked me to forget Frederick.
He simply listened.
He made me laugh.
He made me feel safe.
And one evening, he looked at me and said,
“Lisa, I think I'm falling in love with you.”
I smiled.
Then Frederick appeared behind him.
