I woke up the next morning, and unlike the others, this one felt fresh… clear.
Because there was no longer doubt.
Those fuzzy feelings, those lingering thoughts.... maybe there’s an explanation, maybe I misunderstood, maybe it wasn’t as bad.... they were gone.
Those maybes I used to cling to whenever I thought about hurting him. About hating him. About hating this family.
I no longer felt them. Not after the threats. Not after that night in the movie room. Not after hearing everything.
Today, I woke up clear.
I knew exactly what I was dealing with. I was living with wolves in sheep's clothing. I knew now that my husband was the most selfish, most wounded, most ugly human I had ever known.
So all I had to do now was stick to the plan. No emotions. No cracks. Shut them off.
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