I Married a Prisoner for Money While He Served a 12-Year Sentence. When His Conviction Was Overturned, He Showed Up at My Apartment With a Black Box and Said, You Deserve to Know the Truth.

Sometimes a house beside a lake.

Once, he drew a little birthday cake for Toby and asked me to tell him that someone was cheering for him.

Gradually, I began looking forward to our visits.

I stopped checking the clock.

Stopped rehearsing polite conversations.