“No matter what you say, I won’t divorce you!” Mark gripped my shoulders, his eyes locked on mine, his face full of what appeared to be deep, unwavering affection. His eyes even glistened with what seemed like real tears.

“Sweetheart,” he said, “you still love me, don’t you? Please, give me another chance. I swear I’ll change. I won’t make the same mistake again.”

Then he added, “You don’t have anyone else in this world but me. Am I really ...