CONFESSIONS OF A WOUNDED HEART

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Silence is the most dreadful thing that could prevail between you and your partner. Having been deprived of communication, I could only stare at my pensive husband, who wouldn’t even spare a glance at me, wondering if I’d done something that could’ve contributed to his indifference. Several thoughts came to mind, but I lacked the courage to utter any of them. Perturbed by my own overactive mind, I stared out of the window throughout our journey back home, maintaining the silence that my husband seemed to show a preference for at the moment. When we’d reached our destination, he got out of the car, opened up the door for me and then followed me into our apartment, still reluctant to speak a single syllable. “What will you have for dinner tonight?” I had to ask, tormented by my own cease

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