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Dominick stayed with Madison until her IV drip was finished and then took her home. I could see that Madison didn’t want him to leave, and honestly, he didn’t seem like he wanted to go either.
Madison clung to his arm, looking heartbreakingly fragile. “Dom, I’ve been feeling really down lately. Once I feel better in a couple of days, can you take me out somewhere?”
Dominick’s face softened with obvious affection. “Of course I
can.”
Madison’s father had recently declared bankruptcy due to poor business decisions. She’d gone from the privileged heiress of a wealthy family to someone struggling to get by. Dominick understood her struggles and heartbreak.
To make matters worse, her emotional turmoil was taking a toll on her health–she seemed to be in pain all the time, one place hurting today, another tomorrow. It was as if her body couldn’t
bear the burden.
Dominick only wanted to take care of her. “Maddy, just tell me Were you want to go, and I’ll make it happen. You know I have theans to take care of you now.”
Madison expression lit up with joy. “Thanks, Dom. You have no idea how much that means to me.”
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I stood there, right in front of them, listening to every word, but all I could do was give a bitter smile.
Dominick’s job kept him swamped. When we got married,
we didn’t even take a honeymoon. In the five years we’d been together, he never once suggested taking me on a trip. He hardly even had the time to go shopping with me–those moments were rare, painfully so.
I understood how hard he worked. So, I never complained and never asked for more. I poured all my energy into being a good wife, taking care of him in every way I could. But what did I get in return? His cold indifference. His absence.
I’d tried, I really had, to reignite something between us. I wore makeup, bought beautiful dresses–tried to look the way I thought Dominick might notice. But it was all pointless. Because the moment Madison entered the picture, I stopped existing in his eyes.
Every time he abandoned me, abandoned our family, to be with her, I’d pick a fight. I couldn’t help it. And every time, he’d either freeze me out or turn it around, calling me childish and unreasonable. When I was alive, I couldn’t fight him on this. And now, as I hover so close to death, I still can’t.
Dominick spent the night at Madison’s place. They didn’t share a be but the subtle tension between them had already deepened.
The nex day, I followed Dominick out. I watched as a man who had alway prioritized work spent the entire day on the phone
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Istood there, right in front of them, listening to every word, but all I could do was give a bitter smile.
Dominick’s job kept him swamped. When we got married,
we didn’t even take a honeymoon. In the five years we’d been together, he never once suggested taking me on a trip. He hardly even had the time to go shopping with me—those moments were rare, painfully so.
I understood how hard he worked. So, I never complained and never asked for more. I poured all my energy into being a good wife, taking care of him in every way I could. But what did I get in return? His cold indifference. His absence.
I’d tried, I really had, to reignite something between us. I wore makeup, bought beautiful dresses–tried to look the way I thought Dominick might notice. But it was all pointless. Because the moment Madison entered the picture, I stopped existing in
his eyes.
Every time he abandoned me, abandoned our family, to be with her, I’d pick a fight. I couldn’t help it. And every time, he’d either freeze me out or turn it around, calling me childish and unreasonable. When I was alive, I couldn’t fight him on this. And now, as I hover so close to death, I still can’t.
Dominick spent the night at Madison’s place. They didn’t share a bed, but the subtle tension between them had already deepened.
The next day, I followed Dominick out. I watched as a man who had always prioritized work spent the entire day on the phone
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during office hours, meticulously arranging every detail of an extravagant trip. From booking first–class flights to reserving five–star hotels, he handled everything personally, leaving nothing to chance.
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Once he was done, he happily prepared for the upcoming trip with Madison. It was as if my existence meant nothing to him. He didn’t know my condition–didn’t care to know–and acted as though he’d forgotten I was his wife altogether.
While my mother sat by my bedside, crying every night for me, the man I had loved my whole life was off enjoying himself with another woman.
I watched as they visited the most popular tourist cities, sampled exotic foods, and Dominick took countless beautiful photos of Madison.
Dominick treated her with the utmost respect. He insisted on booking two separate rooms every night and tiptoed around her, careful not to cross any lines. His restraint made it clear–he treasured her.
Seeing the constant glow of happiness on Madison’s face, I felt nothing. There wasn’t even a hint of jealousy left in me. I didn’t believe in them. Even if they did end up together, I knew they wouldn’t last. Men like Dominick, who lose interest the moment they get what they want, were incapable of holding onto happiness.
I quietly trailed them for a month. When the trip finally ended, Dominick returned home, exhausted and ready to rest. But
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when he opened the front door, he was greeted by the rotting, stench of spoiled leftovers on the dining table and a dark, dried pool of blood on the floor.
The house was a wreek. The air reeked of something, sour and putrid. Dominick, who had always been a clean freak, turned pale with disgust at the sight. Without a second thought, he pulled out his phone and called me. He didn’t notice my phone sitting dead on the sofa, shut off because the battery had run out days ago.
One call. No answer.
Two calls. Still nothing.
Three calls. Silence.
On the fourth call, when it went straight to voicemail, Dominick finally lost his patience. He exploded. “Peyton Reeves! If you want a divorce, just say it. There’s no need for this stupid silent treatment. Look at this place. It’s disgusting! If you have the guts, come back here right now. We’ll go file for divorce immediately!”
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