Forced to Marry My Bully
Wasn’t that absurd?
I had been so convinced.
Yet the truth was that I could never get pregnant again.
…
People had a way of lying to themselves when faced with reality.
I think I had been doing it for a long, long time.
So, when the truth finally resurfaced, my mind felt like it was exploding.
Why were my memories always fragmented, always incomplete?
Why could I remember Ethan burning me with a cigarette, but not what happened after?
Why did he always watch me so closely, insisting I drink that glass of milk?