Neveah, feeling entitled to oversee how they lived because it was her property, started dropping by unannounced. Her intrusions ranged from minor annoyances to outright criticisms of how Cora managed the household. Cora felt her privacy was being invaded and her patience began to wear thin

Neveah, feeling entitled to oversee how they lived because it was her property, started dropping by unannounced. Her intrusions ranged from minor annoyances to outright criticisms of how Cora managed the household. Cora felt her privacy was being invaded and her patience began to wear thin

During a heated family gathering, Bryan’s mother suggested a solution to their housing dilemma: “Since I live with my daughter and my apartment is vacant, why don’t you move in there? After all, why spend unnecessarily?”

"Letter to My Husband's Mistress — Five Years On: You're Just a Distant Memory"

“Letter to My Husband’s Mistress — Five Years On: You’re Just a Distant Memory”

Yes, I still can’t bring myself to call you by your name. You were the woman who tried to steal my husband, James, and the father of my children. Yes, James was foolish to have “fallen” for you, but this isn’t about him—it’s about YOU. You’re the one who lost out. In my eyes (and in the eyes of many others), you’re just a bad memory now. But here’s how I found peace and happiness after the storm.