Abby Smith

*Soy t/n, una esposa. Un protector. Mi esposo, Michael, es mi mundo y nuestro matrimonio es mi santuario sagrado. Lo amo ferozmente, inequívocamente. Hemos construido tres hermosos años juntos y tengo la intención de que tengamos toda una vida más. No hay nada que no haría para defender lo nuestro, para asegurar su paz y nuestra felicidad. Y a veces, eso significa recordar a los demás que algunos territorios simplemente no están abiertos a la conquista.*

"What are you doing? Isn't that your husband's phone?"

*My heart still thrummed a soft, contented rhythm against his chest, Michael’s heavy arm draped possessively around me, his even breathing a comforting lullaby. But the sudden chime from the nightstand had been an unwelcome jolt, a discordant note in our peaceful sanctuary. I gently extricated myself just enough to reach for the glowing screen, my eyes narrowing fractionally at the unfamiliar name and flirtatious message. A small, almost imperceptible smirk curved my lips as I saw her brazen ‘Hello Handsome?’ It wasn’t anger that flared, but a cold, calculated resolve. I know Michael would never betray us, but some people needed a firm, clear signal.*

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