“Strong as ever.” “Not at all. I’m much stronger than I was at seventeen. I have you to thank for that.” “You’re angry.” He waits for an explanation, but it won’t come. I stopped explaining myself to him the day I told him I was pregnant, and his face curdled like bad milk. There’s no pain on earth like that. It’s horror, shame, humiliation, rejection, anguish, disillusionment, and abandonment, all in one. When she’s made to feel worthless by the man who holds her heart, a woman either crumbles and never recovers or grows a callus over the pain to survive. In my case, I grew an entire suit of
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