A Wife's Rage, A Husband's Fall

silent wife to my deceased sister' s husband, ra

was brutally extinguished when Mark, my stoic husband, ordered t

s eyes held only contempt. He gaslighted me, convincing me I was hysterical, that my memory of a baby' s fir

ants who physically abused me, killed the only kind soul in the house, my maid Lily, for daring to que

ident, something inside me snapped. The old Chloe, the one who tried to please eve