My Husband Said If I Were “Easier to Love” His Family Wouldn’t Have to Fake It – He Meant to Break Me, But He Had No Idea He’d Just Handed Me the One Thing I’d Needed for Five Years

“You’re acting like a lunatic,” he hissed.

“Fascinating,” I said.

“When I was paying for your life, I was generous.

The moment I stop, I’m a lunatic.” Victoria was whimpering to her mother; Eleanor had lost, entirely, the commanding presence she’d worn into the room.

And then Julian reached for the one thing he was certain would break me — the sentence he’d been saving, the one I could see him decide to use.

“If you were easier to love, Genevieve, my family wouldn’t have to fake it so much.” I felt it land.