One Year After My Divorce, I Found My Ex-Husband at a Hospital With My Former Best Friend and Their Baby—Then One Man Walked In and She Dropped the Bottle

in our marriage had somehow circled back to my demanding career — too many hospital shifts, too many medical conferences, too many critical patients, too many late nights followed by early mornings. Never mind that Connor himself worked sixty-hour weeks at his firm. Never mind his own missed dinners, the business calls he took straight through our continue reading …