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Broken, abused, defeated!
That’s how I felt when we split. He wasn’t content with being unfaithful like most husbands. That wasn’t enough; he tried to destroy me. He almost succeeded.
We shouldn’t have married. I never loved him and he obviously reciprocated that absence of emotion. I’d ricocheted from a failed relationship into his merciless life. How I wish I’d listened to those who dispensed warnings. Instead I suffered years of cruelty bestowed by him.
How different my life could have been.
Thankfully, broken things can repair and my strength has returned. I’m contented now.
Happiness is a gratifying revenge.
Word Count: 100
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.