darkest months. He drove her to therapy, cooked when she couldn’t get out of bed, and declined social invitations so he could stay home with her.
Mariana never forgot that.
Perhaps that was why she remained silent when his support gradually became resentment and passive-aggressive cruelty.
“I’m the one who had to carry you through it.”
“You’re not the woman I married anymore.”
“Take a look in the mirror before you criticize me.”
Over time, she convinced herself that tolerating his cruelty was simply repayment for the fact that he
