“He’s Not Moving Away From Me,” She Said. I Packed My Bags and Left Them Both Behind

her expensive perfume—something French and overpowering—filling the space between us. “I am his life, Claire. You were always just a phase. And phases end.”

Ethan winced like she’d physically struck him, but he didn’t correct her. He didn’t defend me. He didn’t defend us, the partnership we’d supposedly built, the vows we’d taken. He just said, softer continue reading …