The words came over me in a rush as my chest tightened and the tears fell. I sobbed the first of many shared sobs as what I counted as a dear family friend broke the news to me: He had asked my best friend for a divorce - left her - while I was swimming with turtles on what felt like a second honeymoon.
Days have passed and still, I walk around in a daze, watching my inner circle grieve in the wake of his decision, one I am certain he will come to regret. I feel duped, tricked. I look at their beautiful boys and weep.
I feel restless, of no use, while I stand here and watch and seethe and toss and turn and wish it just wasn't so.