I thought I had the perfect life.

A mansion in Westport, a successful husband, a beautiful daughter. Sixteen years of marriage that seemed unbreakable.

Until I found another woman's watch band in my husband's car.

Until I discovered that woman was my daughter's soccer coach.

Until I realized my nine-year-old daughter was helping her father lie to me.

Some betrayals strike like lightning. Others seep in like slow poison, until you discover your entire world is a lie. 

When I stood on the platform at our annual community barbecue, armed with evidence and burning with rage, I understood a truth that would have destroyed the woman I used to be:

Sometimes the only way to save your family is to destroy it first.

The Perfect Wife's Revenge


Sarah's corner office overlooked Long Island Sound, all glass and steel and understated wealth.
My college roommate had made partner at thirty-five, specializing in high-net-worth divorces. Perfect.
"Connecticut is an equitable distribution state," she said, sliding a legal pad across her mahoga...

Chapter 5