My Husband Forced Me To Set The Table And Apologize Until The Doorbell Rang

thought, not a wounded one. It was more like the thought you have when you finally look directly at something you have been seeing peripherally for a long time and recognize it for what it is. The thought was: this is not the first time he has chosen her over me, and it will not be the last, and I cannot keep absorbing the cost of that choice.

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