My wife was the captain.
My father was the medical emergency.
And when the only AED on the plane was needed to save his life, Claire chose to keep it beside another passenger—Ethan’s mother.
Ethan was her childhood friend.
The man she always insisted was “just a friend.”
My father nearly died.
Claire refused to divert the flight.
Then she told me, “But he didn’t die, did he?”
That should have been the end of our marriage.
It wasn’t.
Within days, she froze my access to our money, interfered with
