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“You’re full of bullshit,” she said, her voice low. “I’m right here. I made it plain from the start: whatever you need, I’ll do it. I want to be a good wife. And you’re acting as if… as if I’m only here to give you trouble. I’m on your side. But clearly, you’re not on mine.”
Because she wasn’t truly punishing me. Only doing what I wanted. The longer it lasted, the more I felt like an idiot and an ass, but I didn’t even know how to fix the mess I’d made.
If he didn’t come to his senses soon, I would probably just lay into him, and as satisfying as that would be, I didn’t think it was how I wanted our relationship to work. With him being an idiot and me screaming. Nope.
I laughed bitterly, the weeks of tension and resentment piling up into an outburst I couldn’t control. So I would end up screaming, after all. Right after I’d had a big breakthrough. That fucking husband of mine.

