My husband said he wanted an open marriage – or a divorce. Because I loved him, I agreed. Six months later, I started dating his best friend, Ben. My husband resented it but stayed silent. Then, last week, Ben shocked us both when he confessed he had been in love with me for years. Not a fleeting crush, not something new—but the very reason he never married, the reason he stayed close to our family, the reason he always looked at me longer than he should.
