I gave Adrian Reed three years of my life. Three years of being the perfect wife. Three years of silence while he chose her Vivian Carter, his first love. over and over again. Posing to be just ‘Close friends’ On our third wedding anniversary, I waited for him with dinner and hope. He never came home. Instead, I found him at the hospital not because I was in a car accident and desperately needed him but because she was there. The woman he claimed was "just a close friend." The woman the world called his soulmate. That night, I stopped being his secret. I stopped being convenient. I filed for divorce.