When people see my husband and I enjoying a meal, or holding hands on a walk, they react as though they’ve seen their dad with his secretary.
 They cant just look at us and then look away. They point us out to their friends, they stare at me with contempt. 
They're seething.
Im wearing a  VVS diamond so it should be crystal clear that I AM  his wife but for some  reason all people see is A Sugar Baby. A Mistress. An Escort. 
But we are still here Ten Years years later.
Thats gotta count for something.