The Unwanted Wife's Awakening

s voice calm and professional, and promised to draft the documents immediately. W

t like I had gained myself. This amnesia wasn't a curse, it was a release. It had wiped

d of seeing but never had the courage to visit alone. My passion was painting, a talent I had buried under years

didn't come. He sent his driver, an older man named

The silence in the car was

yes?" I asked,

e probably expected tears or a tantrum. "She's doing well, Mrs. Sterling. Mr. St

n the air. Liam's world revolved around her. I was just an obstacle. It didn't hurt to hear

ome. It looked like a museum-beautiful, expensive, and completely devoi

photos of us together. My art supplies were packed away in a dusty corner of the attic. The only personal touches were mine, small things I

art of our life together. I had promised myself I would make him love me. I thought my devotion could melt his cold

sonal. My side of the bed was neatly made, untouched.

e dresses I never wore, was a small, locked chest. I found the

dia

ng was mine, but the words felt like they belon

He didn't even look at me. I cooked his favorite meal, but he didn't touc

I gave it to him, he just said, 'I don't need this.' He spent the evening on the phone

mission. She cried and said she was sorry. Mom and Dad told me it was just a painting and I shouldn't upset

hing neglect. The girl who wrote this diary was starving for a single crumb of affection. She had abando

e would meticulously learn his preferences, only for him to ignore her efforts. I read a

slow, painful death. The death

re for her. For the Olivia who had suffered so much, who had thought she was

shaking with sobs. It was a eulogy f

the diary. "I'm so sorry for what they d

d in my heart,

e you. I will protect yo

th me, not as a source of pain, but as a reminder of what I had sur

case with my essential belongings. I didn't take any of the clothes or

caller ID read 'Hayes Home'. I hes

s. Her voice was

or Scarlett tomorrow night to celebrate her recovery. Don'

care. It was another command. Anoth

eagerly agreed, desperate

not the

I could already feel the st