I came home carrying ivory roses after spending nine days with my mistress, only to discover that my wife and newborn son had vanished from our house.

The company not anymore belonged to me in the way it once had.

No final miracle waiting to restore any of it.

There was only the truth Corinne had left for me in an envelope months earlier.

The truth had been there in every statement.

Every date.

Every charge.

Every empty space where I should have been.

And in the end, the worst thing Corinne did to me was not leave.