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It’s been nearly two weeks since my world was turned upside down, and the calm with which I recount this tale belies the storm of emotions I’ve navigated. My name is Rosa, and for twenty-one years, I was the wife of Dan, a man I believed was committed to our shared life and the family we built together.
Dan and I have two daughters. We had weathered the storm of losing our eldest son 10 years ago, emerging, I thought, stronger and more united. Yet, beneath the surface of our seemingly happy life, Dan harbored secrets that would unravel the fabric of our marriage. The discovery of this secret was accidental as it was shocking.