A House of Cards on My Silence
That is the thing people misunderstand.
It began with love, and with reasonableness, and with a thousand small sacrifices that each, on its own, seemed generous and temporary and fine.
I took the night shift editing because the firm was young and we needed the money, just for now.
I stopped mentioning my own ambitions because his were more urgent, just for this season.
I sold the bracelet because the office rent was due and it was only a bracelet, and family comes first.
I signed the papers because reading them would have implied I did not trust him, and what kind of wife does not trust her husband.