She put the shell in my palm, proud of her treasure.
She was small, white and had a chipboarded edge.
I smiled.
It is wonderful.
At that moment, I understood something I could not understand in the day in the port.
Then I thought my life was over.
That all the dreams we had of our family had disappeared in a single second, when I had seen Ryan kissing Vanessa.
But my life was not over.
It was just the story I had built in my mind about the man I had married.
My true life continues.
With two little girls learning to walk.
With parents who loved me.
With friends waiting for me.
With busy mornings, but full of laughter.
And with a future that I no longer had to build around the promises of a man who didn’t know how to keep them.
I didn’t answer Ryan immediately.
