Chapter 2
Who isn’t a cherished daughter, spoiled and loved at home? [
I’ve never endured such treatment in my life.
Theses the people around our husbands treat Lydia and me reflects how our husbands treat us.
“Leaving this person won’t mean the end of the world.” [
Fueled by anger, we were determined, but we didn’t lose our heads. [
1 quietly contacted a lawyer, while my best friend Lydia started looking up travel routes.
For the time being, we both laid low.
That evening. Marcus came home with my favorite pastries in hand, acting as affectionate as usual
He would complain about how tiring his day was, how those old professors were being difficult… [
Then he’d bury his head in my lap, mizzling like he always did.
There wasn’t the slightest sign of anything unusual in his voice or expression. [
But what he didn’t know was that I know him too well. Whenever he feels guilty, his ears twitch slightly. [
He was testing to see if I was angry. |
If he had just come clean and explained things directly, I might not have been upset.
But instead, he chose to cover things up
It’s true–people change as they grow up. [
No exceptions
For the first time. I shared a bed with him but couldn’t sleep all night.
Listening to his breathing, staring out at the night sky, my heart felt heavy and pained
