Broken water bag

"Scarlett's point of view,"

I am on the verge of a breaking point. I've had enough of this pain.

Every morning when I got out of bed, I begged God for death. Because the simple way to end all this suffering is to die.

He made my life complete misery. Every day at four in the morning, I awoke and did all the household duties. I finished washing, cooked breakfast, and cleaned his house before he got up. I have to arrive at work by 8 a.m. He disgraced me in front of the other staff members if I was even a few minutes late.

He treated me like a donkey the entire day and gave me a ton of work, and when I got home at night, I found him sitting at the dinner table. He was always finding reasons to berate me. His mistress assaulted me without provocation, and he did nothing to stop her. It's as if he doesn't care that I exist.

Everything changed with that single fake DNA test report. My stomach aches keep me from falling asleep at night. I have trouble falling asleep at night. Even if I w