is just a way to survive. I will stay by your side for a few years, I will play the role of a good husband and, someday, the house will be mine, the money will be mine and I will be able to start a new life.”
My hands tremble as I write this, because now I understand how low I had fallen.
Eleanor never forced me to pretend I loved her.
She never demanded that I take her hand in public.
He never asked me:
“Do you really love me?”
It was almost like I already knew the answer.
But every night I prepared dinner for myself.
I was getting home tired, with that same cold expression, and she smiled as if seeing me come in was the best moment of her day.” Nathan, wash your hands. Dinner is ready,” he said sweetly.
I sat down, ate and many
