No one is coming to save you this time. Hold on to the reins, you’re in for a ride. But no one is on your side. So don’t wait around wishing and hoping.
There is
No honorable knight
No white horse
No white flag
NO REMORSE!
Not in this fight.
So, what choice do I have?
I must make myself small. My heart meek, my mind mild, be humble and penitent.
The dutiful wife.
No! No! No! No! No! You should be writing about a dutiful husband. You have no need to be small, meek, mild, and penitent. Just the opposite.
The one thing that is common to all of us humans is – difference—different sex, looks, cultures, religions, etc. It’s a long list. What is essential is that none of us is realistically able to judge another’s circumstances, or the decisions that led to those. For this reason, it’s difficult to comment on whether one party in a relationship should be ‘dutiful’ while enduring narcissistic punishment from the other. As the author, Eleanor, you are the only one qualified to judge. Is your piece fictional or a personal experience, and I’m not asking. As a fictional piece, it’s an attention-drawing opening for a crime novel. If personally, I would not venture to make a comment bar, ‘the author knows.’ I know this for sure – grand to have you back in action! Blessings, Peter-James.
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