I pass out for over two hours when I'm home alone on Valentine's Day. My husband and my son are accompanying my husband's first love—who's just gotten divorced—at an amusement park. Someone takes a photo of them, and they make the trending topics."Mrs. Fordham is revealed for the first time! The family of three have a blast together."The photo shows my husband holding my son with one arm; the other is wrapped around the woman's shoulders. My son, who's supposedly a germaphobe, kisses the woman's cheek and smiles happily.My husband tells me not to be unreasonable. "Isla's unhappy after her divorce. What's so bad about me spending time with her?"My son says he wants Isla Jones to be his new mother, even telling me that it's enough for me to visit him only once a month—he's afraid of upsetting Isla if I see him too often.I receive a text from Isla. "You know very well who he loves. Now that I'm divorced, you should get the hell out of their lives if you know what's good for you."