You listened to me crying and professing my love to you with complete indifference. And when I asked you not to walk away, you said, “Too late.”
And black or white, magic is nothing more than energy, yet in the wrong hands, it has the propensity to do huge harm. Innocence is laced in ignorance.
I would spend all my time trying to convince myself that I hadn’t fallen out of love with my husband; that it was just a rough patch that all marriages go through. I would lie in bed every night telling myself that in 13 years, when my daughter would turn 18, I could finally leave and be happy.