A lie caught in my throat
Lisa
As I sat at my desk, the weight of the lie I had told Damian the previous night felt like a heavy burden on my shoulders.
My mind kept wandering back to that fateful night when Damian was lying in the hospital bed, recovering from his accident. I had told him I was going to stay with him, but the truth was, I had snuck out to meet James.
But it wasn't what it seemed like. I hadn't gone to meet James because I still had feelings for him. No, it was the opposite. I had gone to meet him to tell him to leave me alone, to stop his relentless pursuit of me.
As I thought back to that night, I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. James had always been possessive, always wanting to control me.
And that night, he had been no different. I had tried to reason with him, to tell him that I was married now, that I couldn't be with him anymore. But he had refused to listen.
I buried my face in my hands, feeling hot tears stream down my face. I thought about Dam
