And the following morning, when I woke up, Daniel was making breakfast in the kitchen.
Our new photograph was sitting on the table.
On the back, he’d written:
“To the most beautiful woman in my life. This time, with the courage to see herself through her own eyes.”
I smiled.
And I finally understood that what saved our marriage wasn’t the secret my husband had kept.
It was finding the courage to tell each other the whole truth.
