Living a lie
How long had he lied? Forty years—our entire marriage—and I never suspected anything. Every shared experience, every close exchange felt poisoned. For decades, the ring had been a loyal friend, but now it represented betrayal. I felt the weight of squandered years press down on me, making it difficult to breathe.
Living A Lie
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Hesitation
I considered calling him again to demand answers, but I couldn’t. Not yet. My fingers hovered over the phone, but the fear of what he could say kept me back. I wasn’t prepared to approach him until I got more facts. The uncertainty gnawed at me, but I knew I had to approach this properly.
Hesitation
