"Tonight you came home with the perfume of your mistress and you tried to make me feel good with a nice meal and my favorite red wine and I don't think that it was just about every day for me, it was every day for you and that is the thing that hurts me the most. People in love have everyday for each other, not themselves, but you were always selfish and I don't know how I ever fell for you. Whether it was the sex, money or allure of the unknown is a mystery to me and I love you, you just don't love me."
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My Dear Husband
RandomShe loved him too much He was amazing and terrible - This story is the unsent letters of a woman who had her heart shattered too silently to notice
