Whenever Timothy returned from a business trip, he would make sure to please Jessica in bed, giving her the best experience he could offer.

As for why he never brought her to meet anyone from the outside world he had his reasons.

Aside from not spending much time with her, Timothy fulfilled every other obligation a husband should. In his eyes, their marriage was perfectly satisfactory.

She played the part of a dutiful wife, and he believed that was enough-for both of them.

But when had it started? When did she become so dissatisfied with their marriage, with him?

Timothy's gentle, earnest questions nearly brought Jessica to tears.

He wasn't blind to her sadness.

He saw it-of course he did.

But he had always chosen to ignore it.

With her hand still held tightly in Timothy's, Jessica couldn't bring herself to

answer.

Timothy lowered his voice, coaxing her softly, "This is my first time being a husband. If I've failed you in any way, just tell me and I'll change. Isn't that enough?"

He was rarely this patient.

her so despondent was more than he

her empty, distant eyes carved out a

want him

all too well-letting go of deep love was the hardest habit

too tired to keep loving him. She didn't want to

would take time to rip out the tangled roots of her feelings, to tear away the love that had taken hold so

then there was Sheila-his

of their lives. There was no escaping

match Timothy's

together by law, each holding the same rights within their

that her husband loved another

already crowded-how could there be

Timothy's

of Jessica's hand, stood up, and with practiced grace, reached inside his suit jacket

was a

"Hello, Ines."

thoughts faltered when she heard

her phone's been off all day. I still can't get

home, but we're

down at Jessica; she

let

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