My Husband Started Making Hurtful Comments And Left Me For Someone Else. When He Came Back To Get His Things, He Found A Red Note On The Table.

“What’s the difference?”

Amara repeated, feeling something she had long thought dead begin to boil inside her. “You’ve been cheating on me for six months, and you ask what’s the difference?”

“What did you expect?”

Darius turned to her, cold anger in his eyes. “Look at yourself.

Look what you’ve become. You stopped taking care of yourself. You stopped being a woman.

You’re just furniture. Comfortable, habitual furniture.”

Each word struck like a slap. “I gave birth to your child,” Amara’s voice trembled.

“I raised him. I ran the house. I worked.”

“And you kept eating everything in sight,” Darius interrupted.

“Don’t make excuses. Tiffany is ten years younger than you, but she finds time for the gym, for herself. She wants to be desirable.

“And you? When was the last time you put on anything other than those sacks?”

Amara was silent. The words were stuck in her throat.

“I’m leaving,”

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