One call from his ex-wife, and my husband walked out of my mother’s funeral.
“Wait for me,” he said. I said nothing.
Three years ago, he promised to protect me. Then I lost my baby. My mother died. And when I demanded answers, he locked me away and forced me to apologize.
Now I’m quiet, just like he wanted. He’s comforting his ex, unaware that I’m finally done with him.
When he texted again, I snapped my SIM card in half.
