Romance
The day I caught my husband, Damian Kettering, in bed with the daughter my biological parents had raised in my place, I slipped on the stairs and lost my baby. I nearly lost my life too.After that, Damian seemed to change completely.When I hit him, he didn't hit back. When I yelled at him, he didn't yell back. Even when I made him drink water out of the toilet, he only smiled at me with red-rimmed eyes and said, "As long as you're happy."Everyone around us told me the same thing."Stop torturing him. He's practically giving you his life!"I believed them.Then, on my birthday, Damian came back from the restroom at dinner with a long strand of woman's hair clinging to his clothes.Something inside me snapped.I dumped my drink over him, soaking him from head to toe."You slept with my coworker. You slept with my best friend. You slept with my sister. You animal, is there anything you won't do?"I hit his chest and screamed at him to give me back the child I'd lost.Then his hand struck my face.Damian's fingers were shaking, but his expression was colder than I'd ever seen."How the hell long are you going to keep torturing me? I've put up with more than enough from you."You're a kid they brought home after twenty years. Your own dad doesn't love you, and neither does your mom. If it weren't for me, who would ever want you?"I lay on the floor while everyone watched me with pity.But I didn't feel hurt. I didn't argue back.I just laughed.Because I'd finally given up on a marriage that had been a mistake from the start.
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