Chapter 1

My husband, Julian, and I had been together for ten years—six years dating, four years married. We were a DINK couple, our combined income easily hitting seven figures. To everyone looking in, we were the ultimate power couple, a match made in heaven.

But on a flight, I bumped into a complete stranger, and in that instant, a torrent of *her* memories, vivid and raw, showing *her* intimate moments with *my* husband, flooded my mind.

In the dim light, two bodies tangled together. Julian’s agonizingly familiar face, pressed against hers, was kissing her with a passion I thought was reserved only for me!

His breathless murmur echoed in my head, “Valerie, you captivate me more than Elara ever could.”

I snatched my hand back, as if I’d been burned.

The woman smiled at me.

I stiffened, adjusting my seat, my fingers trembling uncontrollably.

For ten years, Julian had been nothing short of devoted, attentive to my every need. Everyone always said we were the model couple.

Who would’ve thought I’d run straight into his mistress on my flight home from a business trip?

The second the plane landed, I powered up my phone and called my lawyer.

“Mark, I need you to draw up divorce papers for me.”