DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE
The harsh words echoed through the empty room.
On the seventh loop, as the small screen lit up her face, something caught his eye. Adrian paused the video, bringing the phone inches from his face.
Right along the side of her hairline, half-hidden by her dark hair, was a jagged crack in her skin, a fresh, dark red mark. His eyes narrowed. He zoomed in closer.
Her lips were slightly swollen, and her eyes weren't just cold, they were wide, fixed on a single spot off-camera, as if someone was standing right beside the lens.
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