As we left the courthouse, Marcus caught up with me in the parking lot. He looked desperate and angry. Sarah, we need to talk.
This is all a big misunderstanding. I turned to face him, and for the first time in three years, I felt completely in control. No, Marcus, the misunderstanding was mine.
I thought you loved me. I did love you. I do love you.
You loved the idea of taking everything I had. You loved feeling superior to me. You loved having someone you could control and manipulate.
That’s not true. I heard you, Marcus. I heard your phone call about how easy I was to control, how you were getting an award for pretending to someone so boring and ordinary.
His face went white. You were listening? I was trying to share good news about my work with my husband. Instead, I discovered that my husband was a fraud.
Marcus grabbed my arm. Sarah, please, we can work this out. I made mistakes, but we can fix this.
I pulled away from him. Marcus, you spent three years making me feel worthless. You made me believe I was lucky that anyone would want me.
You took every opportunity to remind me that I came from nothing. I was wrong about that, he said desperately. I see that now.
You were wrong about everything. You were wrong about my father, wrong about me, and wrong about what really matters in life. I walked toward my car, then turned back.
Oh, and Marcus, that boring, ordinary teacher you married? She’s worth more than you’ll ever be, and I’m not talking about money. I didn’t feel sorry for him, but I didn’t feel angry anymore either. He taught me an important lesson, that I’d been looking for validation from the wrong people…
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