ARIEL
My veins felt the sting of mortification and anger well inside my skin as the shocking revelation glared in my face. Could I have been that blind, that trusting? My husband, the man with whom I had shared so many experiences, whom I thought I knew better than anyone, had been deceiving me right under my nose. The wheelchair, the supposed paralysis, all had been a farce.
I felt like I was slapped on my face, my breath went out of me. It was incomprehensible that he had pulled such a ploy on me. How could he do this to me? How could he lie to me so markedly, so compellingly? It was flooding my mind with memories, and what else was a lie?.
The above ran in my head-as I thought about all those times that I had helped him, supported him, cared for him. I thought of all the sacrifices
