The Game Is Officially Over

For six years, I was married to Silas Vance.

In public, we were the perfect, devoted couple.

In private, he played with his little starlets, and I found comfort in the arms of younger men.

I thought that was how life would simply continue.

Until one day, a persistent young man held out a diamond ring he'd spent six months of his savings to buy.

He knelt on one knee before me.

"Brynn, don't settle for being miserable anymore. I can take care of you."

I cried.

And I said yes.

That