"No," I murmured regretfully, my head shaking in defeat. "I can't find the courage to utter the words, fearing his reaction."
"Well, my dear," Jean interjected, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "that's the first step. Break his self-esteem by revealing the truth, exposing his flaws. Make him face the bitter reality he so desperately avoids. Surely, he did the same to you in the past, didn't he?"
Surprised, I questioned, "How do you know everything?" Jean leaned back in her seat, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Because, my dear, I have been exactly where you are now."
"Do you think you can do it?" she asked, her expression serious.
"I have to try," I replied with determination. "If it means freeing myself from him, I'm willing to give it a shot."
"I admire that fire in your eyes," s
