With the help of my best friend, Mia, I began to piece together everything Tim had hidden from me. I confronted him with the truth and told him I wanted a divorce. Years of lies, deceit, and emotional pain couldn’t be erased by apologies. Though he pleaded for forgiveness, I knew I needed to protect Lily and give her the stable, loving home we both deserved. I was done allowing someone else to decide what my life should look like.
The divorce was painful, but it gave me the freedom to start over. I was awarded full custody of Lily, and we began building a new life together. There were hard days — moments of doubt, fear, and loneliness — but I found strength I never knew I had. As I held my daughter each night, I made her a silent promise: our lives would be rooted in truth, love, and resilience. We had already survived the worst. Together, we would rise.
