I opened the bedroom door and froze — my husband was in bed with my

That night, sleep eluded me. I lay in the darkness, the weight of betrayal pressing down, feeling like an anchor tethered to my chest. My mind was a storm of thoughts, swirling and crashing, yet I remained silent. I refused to give them the screams, the tears, the satisfaction of my brokenness. Instead, I embraced the quiet and let it fill me, hardening into resolve.