Because when you love someone for decades, you learn to doubt yourself before you doubt them.”
Silence pressed in.
“But I kept watching. Quietly. And that is when I understood something worse.
The child everyone believes belongs to another man… is his.”
“No,” I whispered.
Robert nodded. “He’s Dad’s.”
I shook my head over and over. “That can’t be true.
Someone would have noticed.”
Robert continued reading.
“Once I knew that, everything made sense. Why he stayed. Why he never left.
Why he played the role of a devoted husband while living a second life beside me.”
The words felt like knives.
“It wasn’t love that kept him here. It was safety. What I owned.
What he would lose if he walked away.”
My nails dug into my palms.
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