Chapter 1: I Dressed Like a w***e for My Husband and He Still Rejected Me
I spent three hours in the kitchen this morning.
Three f*****g hours making his favorite meal — slow-cooked beef stew, fresh garlic bread, and that ridiculous chocolate cake he pretends to love. I even wore the cute apron he bought me last year. All because I thought maybe, just maybe, if I tried harder, things would go back to how they used to be.
But when Jake finally came downstairs, he barely looked at the carefully packed lunchbox.
“Got a big meeting today, babe. No time for this,” he said, grabbing his keys. Not even a kiss. Not even a thank you.
The door slammed behind him and I stood there in the kitchen like an i***t, still in my robe, feeling worthless.
Our s*x life has been dead for months. Quick, se
