My husband doesn’t cheat on me. And until recently I was sure of it. But one phone call from a friend—and the photos she sent—tipped everything over. I left Bogdan. I know he will turn my life into hell. But that’s better than staying with a cheater. In this life, for me, there is no room for love and trust. Love is what I decided to keep at a distance after my husband’s bitter betrayal. And I’ll try not to notice the interested looks of the man I have to meet with every day at work.