He was once a safe harbor — Novel

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In a world where love feels like a distant memory, Amy finds herself trapped in a marriage that has become a shadow of its former self. Once cherished by her husband Kevin, she now plays second fiddle to his "cousin," Wendy—a woman who seems to thrive on Amy's pain. Each day unfolds like a bitter rerun, with Amy enduring the sting of Kevin’s indifference and Wendy's taunts, all while wearing the ring that symbolizes a love she no longer recognizes.

As Amy grapples with her fading identity, she questions how long she can endure the emotional toll of watching her husband dote on another woman. With each cold remark from Kevin and every gleeful jab from Wendy, the weight of her unhappiness grows heavier. Is it possible to reclaim her life, or has she been reduced to a mere spectator in her own story?

When the tipping point arrives, Amy faces a choice: continue to suffer in silence or ignite a fire within herself that could change everything. Will she find the strength to break free from the shackles of her past, or will the ghosts of her marriage suffocate her dreams? The journey to self-discovery is fraught with challenges, but the stakes have never been higher.

He was once a safe harborChapter 1

When I was injured by the stage chandelier on the runway, Kevin held his fake cousin protectively, looking anxious, "Don't worry, I'm here."

I barely finished the show, almost passing out from the pain backstage.

He harshly said, "Stop pretending. It's just a scratch, are you dying or what? Tonight, I'm taking Wendy out to experience the world. Don't forget to wash Wendy's clothes. Oh, and remember to hand-wash them."

This was the hundredth time Kevin had left me behind for his non-blood-related 'cousin.' I stared blankly at the wedding ring on my ring finger, thinking maybe it was time to end this marriage.

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After taking off the ring, the pale mark on my ring finger stood out. It was a brand from ten years of marriage, a shackle on my heart.

"Amy, there are some intimate pieces in my room too, could you help me wash those too? Kevin and I might be out till midnight." Wendy's voice pulled me back to reality as she returned at some point.

She whined at me, looking cute and playful. Behind her stood Kevin, his face full of indulgence, his eyes brimming with affection.