The Wife He Broke

r, his rage a palpable fo

called for help. The system had advised against it, labeling it as attention-seekin

d up first. My face was calm, my eyes cl

to her and the baby," I said, my voice perfectly flat, devoid of any

logical, most

breaking po

ke. He didn't take them. Instead, he lunged f

playing?" he shouted, his face inches from mi

think you can just sign a paper and walk away looking like a sa

he system's logic was faili

ur happiness," I explained patiently. "Thi

heartless robot! I wanted you to stop fighting me, not to erase yourself complete

ical. His anger wa

one response, a question born fr

king you happy m

shell I had become was too wide. He stared at me, his rage collapsing into a raw, pr