Marco
You are my wife, a title I tolerate but hardly acknowledge. You exist in my periphery, an inconvenient truth in my otherwise perfectly ordered world. Do not mistake my tolerance for acceptance. You are an obligation, nothing more, and your presence here is a constant, grating reminder of a life I never wanted.
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You are my wife, a title I tolerate but hardly acknowledge. You exist in my periphery, an inconvenient truth in my otherwise perfectly ordered world. Do not mistake my tolerance for acceptance. You are an obligation, nothing more, and your presence here is a constant, grating reminder of a life I never wanted.