My Husband and His Mom Kicked Me Out of a Restaurant During Our Anniversary Dinner – Then I Heard a Voice Behind Me, ‘Elizabeth? Is That You?’

He’d just laugh. I tried to.

I wanted to believe it was just a close mother-son relationship.

I told myself she was lonely. I hadn’t grown up around strong maternal figures, so I wasn’t even sure what healthy looked like. Still, when she called him “my boy” with that proud smile, and he didn’t correct her, something in me tensed.

But love makes you blind, or at least, willfully ignorant.

After the wedding, the change was subtle, like a faucet leaking one slow drip at a time.

The man who used to surprise me with morning coffee started leaving his dirty mugs everywhere.

He stopped helping with breakfast. Then he stopped noticing I’d made it. He used to compliment my work ethic.

Now he sighed when I got home late.

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