Eighteen years of marriage crumbled when she saw a picture of her husband, David, kissing another woman. Confronting him led to a shocking confession—and as rage and heartbreak consumed her, Anna fainted and fell down the stairs. When she woke up, she was paralyzed. Three days later, David showed up—not with flowers or apologies, but with divorce papers. He left her and their teenage son, Jake,
for his mistress, walking out without a second glance. The days that followed were dark. Anna spiraled into depression, confined to a hospital bed in her living room. But Jake became her anchor—taking care of her, managing the house, and eventually, reigniting her will to live. Together,