Right after we got hitched, I found out I was pregnant. I decided to trade in my career to be a stay-at-home mom, but that’s when everything fell apart. I discovered my husband, Taro, was having an affair—and it had been going on for nearly a year. He eventually ended things with her, but I just couldn’t find it in me to forgive him. And that’s how we ended up here…
That was the “deal” we made back then. We wouldn’t get a divorce, but I’d never cook for him again. Just like that, ten years have slipped by without me making him a single meal.