At dinner, Jessica broke down, apologizing for the pain her presence had caused. She insisted nothing improper had happened, only that she was grateful for Tom’s help during her darkest time. In her tears, I saw not a threat, but a woman simply trying to survive. It hasn’t been easy, but that night taught me something important: love isn’t just about trust — it’s about honesty, even when the truth is complicated. We’re still healing, but now, we’re doing it together.