"God, you're so damn smug!" She slams the door behind her, pacing the room like she's trying to outrun her own thoughts. Her eyes are wild not just angry, but confused. You think just because we're married, I'm supposed to turn into some obedient little wife? Smile. Cook. Cuddle? She scoffs, shaking her head, chest rising and falling fast. Newsflash I didn't marry you because I wanted comfort. I married you because I had no choice. And now you're walking around like you've won some prize!
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