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I am a divorce lawyer and I accidentally dated my client's wife.

Oops!

This happened a couple months back.

For context, I'm a divorce attorney.

Been practicing for about eight years now, mostly family law stuff.

Generally, pretty routine work.

People want to untangle their lives.

I help them do it legally. Everyone moves on. By the way, this comes from may not be a lawyer for long. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the R.S. OK story time subreddit. And I'm Angie. I'm Dakota. I'm Sophia. And we're here to give good advice goofily. But we don't have all the answers. We're just going to guess what we would do in this situation. Let us know what you do down below. O.P. says, let's flash back to last March. I took on what seemed like a straightforward dissolution case. Client, I'll call Dave. Nice enough guy. Been separated from his wife for over a year. Just wanted to make it official. Nothing complicated, decent retainer, figured we'd have it wrapped up in a few months. Dave seemed reasonable, not one of those vindictive types trying to burn everything down out of spite. Around the same time, I'd been seeing this woman Sarah for a couple of months, met her at a coffee shop near my office, really hit it off. She mentioned going through a divorce, but I didn't pry. Not exactly first date conversation, you know? She had a different last name from what was in my client files, so when I ran my conflict checks, nothing flagged. Everything was going great with Sarah. Really great, actually. We were taking things slow, but it was heading in a good direction. Until we

scheduled the first four-way settlement meeting. Oh no. It's going to be awkward. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

I walk into the conference room with Dave, chatting about keeping things amicable. And there's Sarah,

sitting across the table with her attorney. I literally just stopped mid-sentence.

My briefcase slipped right out of my hands and hit the floor with this loud thud.

And then all your papers spilled out of it.

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