The Silent Wife
He used to bring me here often, back when we were dating.
Even after our wedding day, I thought this place had been sold. But no—the heavy chain locked on the gate before was gone.
I froze, memories flooding in.
Just then, laughter echoed from the kitchen.
I cautiously moved closer, tracing the sound.
I saw them—
Justin and Lenita, chatting and laughing as they cooked together.
A pang of pain stabbed my chest.
They looked so happy.
And for the first time, I noticed—they seemed perfect for each other.
The realization cut deep, and I quietly retreated upstairs.
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