Nathan's POV.
I left Amanda's house with total disregard for what I called decency, upbringing.
I drove aimlessly for a long time and finally stopped at a supermarket on the side of the road, I didn't actually like the smell of tobacco, it was numbing, but I needed to think calmly.
I stood by the lake smoking a cigarette, my mind kept flashing to her just slightly with a happy look. But that look was not at me, but at another man. I knew him, Amanda had mentioned this friend of hers when we were still in school. A student of her father's and a friend she grew up with, it never occurred to me then that I would marry Amanda.
Nor did I think that the person who caused our divorce would be him.
My sanity told me to stop thinking so much, that even if it wasn't now, it would be a year from
