A different apology
She suggested that whatever Mark had to apologize for wasn’t what I expected. “There’s more to his story than you imagine,” she hinted, her tone filled with a quiet understanding. “Mark was trying to protect you,” she added softly. I left with more questions than answers, a new layer of mystery unfolding before me. What had he really been involved in?
A Different Apology
Life unraveling
Meanwhile, back home, my life was unraveling. Bills piled up unopened on the kitchen counter, demanding attention I couldn’t give. The kids’ behavior became increasingly erratic—Timmy suffered nightmares, and Lucy clung to me constantly. Strange calls at odd hours turned into a worrying routine, each ring sending my heart racing. I felt my grip on normality slipping away, replaced by a chaos I couldn’t control or understand.
Life Unraveling
