Fractured Trust, Reawakened Affection
From the back cover
After eight years of marriage, my husband, who’d been living off me, cheated on me. I kept quiet and secretly poured out the lubricant from the bedroom drawer, replacing it with super glue.
Didn’t we promise not to be separated for the rest of our lives?
Let me help you both!
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