me a home, a family, and a love I wouldn’t trade for anything.”
You could have heard a pin drop. His voice wasn’t loud, but every word carried weight.
He reached over, took my hand, and held it. My eyes stung with tears I didn’t want to show. For years, I had silently absorbed criticism and jokes. But that day, I didn’t have to defend myself. My husband did it for both of us — with dignity, not anger.
The Room Fell Quiet
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