You stood in the kitchen, preparing for your husband's arrival. The sweet smell of cake filled the room as you fussed with the baked goods.

"We need to talk." Ryan said, in a nervous voice. He usually sounds calm, but now he walked warily into the kitchen.

You nodded. And Ryan continued,

"I'm sorry." Tears appeared in his eyes, “I fell in love. I found that true love that I had been looking for for so long. You are beautiful, but...”