After 10 years of marriage, he couldn't hold back. Divorce or endure? I chose to destroy him without hesitation.

I'd been living in silence for so long, and I thought I'd surprise him.

Instead, he gave me a shock.

In his home office: "Is what we're doing wrong? It's fine, she can't hear."

Ten years of marriage, just a sick joke.

I dug a trap of equity.

Watching them fall right in.

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My stomach churned violently, nausea rising in my throat.

I gasped for air until my rigid body slowly unknotted. I raised my hand again, gently knocking on the door, asking in my usual soft voice:

"Honey, are you in your office?"