Left in the Dark While She Broke Her Vows
Language: en
To the rest of the world, my wife was untouchable. Brilliant, poised, the kind of woman who commanded boardrooms without ever raising her voice. People looked at me and saw the luckiest bastard alive. Only I knew her secret. Behind the armored suits and the diamond-cut smile, Audrey was terrified of the dark. It was an almost childish vulnerability. In our penthouse, she wouldn’t cross the hall to the bathroom at night unless my hand was in hers. And every year, when late October rolled in—when the autumn air turned brittle and the shadows stretched long across the floor—she couldn’t bear…