— Don’t make things up, Vita— the husband is getting angrier.
— What did you see?— It’s hard to breathe; sobs choke my voice down to a whisper.
— I saw everything… Long and happy turned into my tears and his indifference. Once, I melted from just one look at this man—I thought I was unbelievably lucky. And now I dream that “we” will never happen.
In childhood, girls aren’t told what happens after a lavish wedding with a prince and moving into his castle. I wasn’t ready for the cruel black reality. My husband has someone else. And all I got were broken pink glasses and a heart breaking from pain.