My husband sent another woman a huge bouquet of white roses and pink peonies with a card signed “Love, Daniel,” and by one careless mistake, those flowers arrived at our house instead.

I added, “After the flowers, I stopped assuming silence meant nothing.” Our therapist observed “The flowers seem to represent more than the affair.”

I answered, “They represent the moment I stopped explaining things away.” Then I added, “I knew something had changed. I just didn’t want the answer badly enough to ask the question.” She reminded me “You aren’t responsible for failing to discover deception.” Daniel nodded. “I agree.”

Once I’d have needed him to say that; now I needed more. “I don’t want to become suspicious of everyone because