“Has she shown any emotional distress recently?” the officer pressed.
Dennis shook his head slowly, his voice raw and uneven. “She was calm. Everything seemed normal.”
At that moment, his assistant stepped forward, speaking in a low voice. “Mr. Malcolm, you should look at your wife’s Instagram
account.”
Dennis fumbled to unlock his phone, logging in hastily. The most recent post greeted him like a slap to the face.
[Five years of dreaming. Time to wake up. The truth is yours to uncover. -Tracy.]
Beneath the caption was a video link.
His hands trembled as he clicked it open.
The screen filled with the image of me, painting. It was a step–by–step chronicle, from the initial pencil sketch to the meticulous
finishing touches. Each stroke carried the weight of dedication and love.
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The version of me in the video smiled softly as I spoke to the camera. “This is my fifth–anniversary gift for my husband. Dennis Malcolm, thank you for staying by my side.”
Sadly, that token of love had become the final blow to an already fractured truth.
At the end of the video, my voice, steady but unyielding, delivered its verdict:
“If this marriage was built on lies from the beginning, then I’ll release you from it–just as I free myself.”
The video ended. Dennis stared at his phone, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
The memory of my last gaze at him surged to the forefront of his mind–eyes filled with a stillness he had never truly seen
before.
The scheduled release of the recordings became my parting words, the epitaph to a marriage as hollow as its promises.
While the video ignited a storm of public outcry, I sat in the quiet of a small, unfamiliar apartment in a town far removed from the
world I left behind.
There were no echoes of the Willow family here, no shadow of Dennis. Just a modest room with a small balcony overlooking a
tranquil street.
Under a new name, I began a new life–one where I no longer tiptoed on the tightrope of love, hoping for validation. The person I had been, starved of affection and caged by empty gestures, was gone.
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