The Room Where Secrets Heal

And then when he married you, I hated you. Not because you did anything wrong, but because you got the version of him I couldn’t create. The kind one. The present one.”

My throat went dry.

She laughed, bitterly. “But now I see it wasn’t about me. Or you. It was just time. People grow. Or they don’t. And honestly? He’s lucky to have you.”

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