"What did you just say?" my husband, Lucas Whitmore, asked. He blinked back tears and stared at me as if his ears were playing tricks on him.He was drop-dead gorgeous, with those intense, tragic eyes that had swept me off my feet in my past life. Back then, I was convinced those eyes looked at me like I was his entire world. Now, staring at him, I realized he could look at a stray dog with that exact same look of total devotion.No wonder I fell for his lies for forty years."Don't worry, Lucas," Lucas’ high school crush, Lily Collins, chimed in, her voice dripping with sweet, gentle sympathy, "Scarlett makes great money at her job. She can easily support you. “Besides, she’s so hardworking, she can just pick up a couple of side hustles if she needs to. You shouldn't stress about money right now. Your main focus should be staying positive so you can heal."She was young, pretty, and practically glowing next to his hospital bed. Lucas had always told me that Lily was the hero w
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