I laughed despite myself.
Tyler stood beside him, looking humbled but hopeful.
I waved back.
I didn’t know whether Tyler and I would ever find our way back to each other. I no longer believed that love alone could guarantee that.
But I knew this much: my son deserved a father who showed up honestly, and I deserved a life in which I never had to compete for a place in my own marriage.
That Saturday, I hadboarded a plane hoping to give my husband the best surprise of his life.
Instead, his announcement gave me the truth I had been avoiding.
And as painful as that truth was, it gave me something more valuable than the marriage I thought I had.
It gave me the courage to stop begging someone else to choose me.
Because the most important person on that plane wasn’t Vanessa.
It wasn’t Tyler.
