When I saw Marissa at the café, tears streaming down her face, I couldn’t believe it. Two years earlier, she had walked out on me and our 4-year-old twins after I lost my job. I was left to pick up the pieces and rebuild our lives from scratch.

I sat down and asked her, “What happened?” Through sobs, she admitted she’d made a terrible mistake leaving us. She struggled on her own and regretted it every single day.