When Joshua reached for the candle, I caught his hand and kissed his fingers.
Jonathan had entered my hospital room believing exhaustion had made me powerless.
He mistook my silence for surrender.
I spent ten years protecting our marriage.
The day Joshua was born, I started protecting our future.
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