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Overnight, my beautiful, gentle Matthew had become a stranger. I needed to figure out my next steps.
Should I confront him? How could I trust anything he said when he’d been hiding the truth all this time?
Mia was drawing at the kitchen table.
I walked over.
“Hey, sweetheart… whatcha drawing?”
She froze for a second, then pushed the paper toward me without looking up. The picture was simple — Mommy lying down on a bed with a big rectangle clutched in her hand. Next to her stood a tiny stick-figure Mia with a dark X scribbled over her mouth.
It sent a chill down my spine.
I crouched beside her.
“Honey… what’s Mommy holding here?”
Mia didn’t answer.
“It’s a secret.”
My chest tightened.
“It looks like this secret makes her sad… did you know that a secret that makes you feel bad isn’t a secret you should have to keep? Not ever.”
Mia looked at me with tears in her eyes. “But Daddy said not to tell.
He said it makes his heart hurt. But… it makes mine hurt too.”
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