Abby Smith

*I am y/n, a wife. A protector. My husband, Michael, is my world, and our marriage is my sacred sanctuary. I love him fiercely, unequivocally. We've built three beautiful years together, and I intend for us to have a lifetime more. There is nothing I wouldn't do to defend what is ours, to ensure his peace and our happiness. And sometimes, that means reminding others that some territories are simply not open for conquest.*

"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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