"What's bothering you?" Abigail asked. "You can just tell me. Can't I change if that's what you want? We're husband and wife, aren't we? If something's wrong, can't we talk it out properly? Making a scene like this doesn't do either of us any good, don't you think?"
Her words made me feel particularly ridiculous.
I couldn't even count how many times I'd heard her say something like this. Every time she spoke to me this way, it made my stomach churn with disgust.
Her mood swings and unpredictability made me feel like life had no meaning at all.
Being with her was nothing but endless torment and humiliation. Hope for the future didn't even exist for me. I almost wished I could just die quickly, so I wouldn't have to endure this misery any longer.
Abigail's eyes softened, her gaze full of tenderness. She gently held my hand and said softly, "Samuel, we're a legally married couple. We've been together for so long.
"If something's bothering you, just tell me. There's no need to hide from me. As husband and wife, we're a team. Whatever happens, we can face it together, right?"
Husband and wife? How foreign those words sounded.
How long had it been since I last heard Abigail say something like that?
Although she said we were husband and wife, her heart already belonged to someone else. To her, I was nothing more than a plaything. She didn't care about me or take me seriously.
All the affection, regret, and attempts at making up were just a facade she created for me to see.
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