Forbidden Fruit in Suburbia
The moment I heard my wife Irena’s voice, trembling with anger through the kitchen wall, I knew my world was about to unravel. At forty-six, I was caught in a web of passion I never expected, with a woman young enough to be my daughter. My struggle with guilt, love, and the crumbling of my family would force me to question everything I thought I knew about myself and the life I’d built.