Chris’s whispered question
“Monica, why did you do this?” He whispered with tears in his eyes. His voice was broken, scarcely audible, and filled with a raw, throbbing pain. He looked up at me, his countenance a mixture of uncertainty and sadness. The man who formerly exuded arrogance and bravado was now reduced to pleading for answers, desperate to comprehend what had gone so wrong.
Chris’s Whispered Question
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Feeling vindicated
I stood erect, a sense of vindication sweeping over me. It had been a long time coming. The humiliation, the disdain, it all contributed to this. As I gazed down at Chris, the power dynamic had altered dramatically. I felt powerful, in command, and for the first time in a long time, I felt seen. This was my moment of justice.
Feeling Vindicated
