Unraveling A Twisted Marriage

pression shifted, the surprise wiped away by a dark, posses

ep toward me. "Don't be ridiculous,

t to be reassuring but felt like a manacle. "You're my wife. Think abo

hould have thought of that before you

was more commercial. It was better for the company." He glanced back at her, a look of pride on his face

itting it; he was telling me to acce

cry. "Oh! My ankle!" She stumbled dramatica

ion snapped to her. "Brodie

ought. He knelt, his hands gently probing her ankle, his

n who had helped him ruin me. The absolute ease with which he compartmenta

news alert. I glanced down, an

of Plagiarism, Cites 'Unstable Behavi

ied to steal ideas from a rising star. He hadn't just reacted to my demand for a divorce; he had prepared this. It was a pre-emptive

attering onto the hardwood floor. The sou

nnoyance at the interruption. He saw the horror on my face, then glanced at the phone

e rose to his feet. "You can't fight me. You have nothing.

the phone and placing it back in

he used when he wanted to be both intimate and threatening. "You are mine. You will stay he

n't just destroyed my life; he was now dictating the terms of my imprisonm

a different kind of fire began to burn through

said, my voice steady and h

ly confident in his victo

"Come on, let's go. I think my wife needs

ge of my home, the echo of his words sealing my fate. He would neve

me with only