I Regained My Sight Just in Time to See My Husband Cheat
And the centerpiece of the whole thing, the one fact that made all of it possible, was that I couldn’t see.
Except I could.
I stood in the hallway with my clearance papers in the bag on my shoulder, the papers I’d been planning to spread on the dinner table tonight, the papers that said I was whole again, and I looked through the gap at the two people in my bed planning to take my children, and one single thought rose up through the cold and stood very clear and very still.
They don’t know.
Lily, watching me at breakfast. Luna, holding my hand without a word. They don’t know I can see. Nobody knows.