The Diary That Blew Up My Marriage
Language: en
Every time Liam slept with his assistant, I'd scrawl a number in his diary. He'd ask what it meant, and I'd play it off with a sarcastic smile: "Each mark is a time you broke my heart. When it reaches a hundred, I’ll disappear." Even when it reached ninety-nine, he didn’t take me seriously. At a hundred, I heard the rhythmic gasps echoing from his CEO office. "Sarah, let's have a baby, okay?" My hand, poised to knock, fell uselessly to my side, the words crushing me. Back home, I ripped down all our wedding photos, a storm of resentment raging inside me. I grabbed a pen and angrily…