Eleanor ignored the lipstick stains on his shirt, the scent of another girls' perfume and his lack of love for her.
She loved him so much until he finally broke her.
They had loved for thirty years, or so she thought. One night, that love was shattered; betrayed, humiliated, and tested beyond endurance. She endured silently, carrying her pain alone, shielding her children from the truth. And he... he begged for her forgiveness, only to realize too late the depth of what he had lost.