I thought I was taking a bold, exciting step forward when I met Jenna. It felt impulsive, but it also felt right. Looking back now, it’s clear how wrong I was—and how much damage I caused.
After 20 years of marriage to Isabel, known as Izzy to friends and family, I believed life had grown dull. The spark was gone. Then, out of nowhere, Jenna came into my life at a board game night my wife had skipped. She wasn’t younger than me or my wife—just a year younger, in fact—but she brought an energy I hadn’t felt in years.
Jenna lit something in me that I didn’t even know had dimmed. But I wasn’t the kind of man who would cheat. I faced a difficult choice: stay in a safe, predictable marriage or pursue a romance that felt like destiny. Ultimately, I chose Jenna. It seemed like the right decision—at the time.
