“I thought we’d been getting better, but then he’d do something…” Trenton leaned forward, pushing loose hair behind his ears and worrying the lip ring with his tongue. “Look, before we tied the knot, Kelly and I had an open relationship. He’d always had a wandering eye, but I didn’t mind an extra in the bedroom if it meant I got Kelly, too. Maybe that was my mistake, thinking we’d be able to truly be a couple somewhere down the road, that he’d change for me. He swore to me that being monogamous would be okay, that getting married was okay. He broke that vow a month after our wedding. He told me right away, and we fought about it. We did some counseling. All was well for about a year, and then he did it again. Each time it happened, a piece of me would die. The night of the heart attack, I’d had about enough of his faithlessness and empty platitudes.”