Prologue
PROLOGUE
Each breath hurt. It feels like hot irons with each intake inside my lungs. Even though I only have audio evidence, I know he’s cheating on me. And he probably has for a long time now. The signs were there. They’d been there since I was eight months pregnant with our daughter, and she’s only a few weeks away from a year old now. Well, that’s when I picked up on them, at least.
Had they been going on for longer? I can’t find myself thinking that far back. I’m too afraid of what I’ll find. I can’t handle it. I don’t even care if that makes me a coward. I’ve always been a coward. I’ve known that about myself since I was a small child.
And my cowardice? It what’s going to kill me slowly on the inide. Because I know full well that if I confront him on this, he will only make me think I’m crazy or that I misheard even though I know full well I haven’t. I’ve already tried before. It only seems to kill me faster.
I.... I just can’t seem to keep him happy anymore. Even if our love life sucks now, that’s more his fault than mine at this point. He should have left her when we had the proof of her cheating.
Then again, it’s my own fault too. I was the one who had to fall in love with my step-father and make the first move. After all, no one likes to be the mistress. Not even me.
