me once.
He sent unsigned flowers to my office, saying I’d recognize his gesture instinctively.
Three months later, he took me to Cape Cod.
After nine months, he proposed.
“You make the noise stop,” he’d whispered when I said yes.
I’d considered it romantic.
He called me his safe place.
Then, gradually, he dismantled mine.
Don’t wear that.
Why are you speaking to him?
Your mother doesn’t respect our marriage.
Your friends are immature.
Why do you need your own accountant?
We’re a team now.
Eventually, the criticism intensified.
You’re
