The Day I Didn't Stop Her
On our wedding day, my wife's first love, Hank Scott, threatened to slit his wrists.
She ignored him and went through with the ceremony anyway, until news arrived that he was dead, his blood staining the ground.
From that moment on, Shirley Lowell withdrew into a convent, becoming the cold, distant woman everyone knew.
In the name of atonement, she forced me to copy the Bible a thousand times and kneel in endless prayer, grinding me down until I was crippled.
Bound to a wheelchair, I asked her for a divorce.
She refused, saying we owed Hank a debt and had to atone for it together.
She used my family to threaten me, keeping me by her side and tormenting me for the rest of my life.
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