“I’m leaving because you did nothing,” I said, holding his gaze. “When I needed support, when I cried silently behind a closed door, when I asked for help without words—you did nothing.”
“When our children were small and I worked full-time, I came home to cook, clean, do laundry, and take care of them while you watched TV. You did nothing.”
“When my father died and I felt like my heart had been ripped out, you couldn’t even hold my hand. You did nothing.”
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