My Husband Took My Fingerprint While I Was Sedated

say she needs psychiatric help for depression. That we can’t deal with it anymore.”

“She won’t fight.” Eleanor sounded certain. “She’s too weak. She always has been.”

“We walk away clean. File for divorce. She gets nothing.”

I wanted to scream that I could hear them. That I understood every word. That I’d remember this moment for the rest of my life.

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