I Always Wanted to Make You Mine

A moment—and four years of marriage turned to ash. Everything fell apart before my eyes. Tender words, promises, declarations of love… it all became worthless.

I looked at my husband, but didn’t recognize him. Evil, cruel.

He didn’t see me; he sat with completely empty eyes, tightly holding a brunette by the back of her head. Only yesterday we were choosing names for our future children, and today my life collapsed.