Daylight soon bled into twilight.
I found myself sitting on our bed, waiting for Karl to come home and tell me last night was all some twisted prank and that we could go back to being normal.
But there was no apology or explanation when he finally arrived home from work. He simply undid his tie with an irritated expression as if it had personally offended him.
"What's up?" He asked nonchalantly when he noticed the look on my face.
I guessed he expected me to welcome him with open arms and a bright smile despite the turmoil raging inside me. Oh, how wrong he was!
"We need to talk, Karl. I can't turn a blind eye to what you did to me, and even though I loved you very much, I can't continue to live with you. What you did is inexcusable and cannot be forgiven. Let's get a divorce and pu
