“You think you opened my eyes to things I can’t name. But those things I always knew, those angry longings of a boy. What I never knew before is what your life is, what Nechama’s life is. I assumed happiness. And maybe she is happy. Maybe, Rina, you’re the only frum woman in the world who is miserable and invisible. But even for one soul, even for one . . . I can barely face the burden of what it is to be a wife, what it means to make everything just so. It’s not for the affair that I can’t look my wife in the eyes anymore; it’s for shame over what our life requires of her while I sit here
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