Briar POV
I step inside the two-story brick building with an awning that reads Klien Real Estate. An older woman is sitting behind a large desk with a vase of beautiful red roses. She smiles when she sees me. "Good morning, can I help you" she asks. "I have an appointment with Mr. Klien. My name is Briar Martin. He should be expecting me." "Of course, Ms. Martin. Please have a seat and Mr. Klien will be right with you." I take a seat and pull out my phone. I'm shocked to see there are no more messages from Calob. Part of me is glad, but the part that still loves my husband is hurt. I know how crazy I sound, but I have loved this man for ten years. I expected to spend the rest of my life with him. We have had our share of arguments over the years, but I believed in my heart that we had a g
