Ashley
The accusation wasn't new, but this time was different. This time, I had decided to tell Zach exactly what I had seen in the moment that had been haunting me for months, poisoning everything between us.
I paced our living room, rehearsing the words I'd held back through countless arguments.
It was not easy for me to live that trauma again, remembering every bit of the piece that broke me completely.
I shut my eyes tightly as that night flashed before my eyes. Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore.
No…no… I needed to be strong. I needed to have this conversation. I needed to face this bitterness again.
I thought that each previous confrontation had ended the same way: me making vague allegations, Zach denying everything, both of us retreating to opposite corners of ou
