[ANASTASIA]
It all boils down to the fact that I can’t deny that this man—this man that I call my husband, the father of my kids—still has a piece of my broken heart. No matter how little or more, he still holds some power over me and that can’t be turned a blind eye to.
He can twist it as he pleases. He can play all kinds of games with it that only he enjoys. And all I can do is watch him destroy me because what else could a woman do at the hands of a man she’s crazy about?
The funny thing is, I don’t want to have all these feelings about him. I don’t want to care.
But I do have those feelings and I do care. And I can claim all I want. I can blame him all I want. But the truth remains the same you can’t fight with your own heart. Especially the one that’s broken. Because a broken hear
