Repainting My Life After Divorce

After discovering that his former lover, Camille Marchand, had returned from Paris after completing her fashion studies, my husband, Dante Valente, began to drift away.

It started slowly at first, like casual mentions of Camille's career, the admiration in his voice when he spoke of her success. Soon, it became undeniable.

Dante was captivated, following her like a loyal duckling trailing its mother.

When Camille opened her boutique in Providence, Dante not only attended but became her greatest patron, investing time, money, and admiration in a way I had never seen before.