Iris:
I kept looking him in the eye confidently, but tears kept falling from mine.
He took a step back, and almost as if trying to steady his breath, he looked away, closed his eyes, and heaved before turning to face me again.
"Yes, you starved and locked up your pregnant wife just to have fun with your ex," I reminded him.
As I spoke, he raised his palm, maybe to silence me, to stop me from saying something that was clearly troubling him.
"Well, I didn't know," he uttered. It was the first time in so long that he sounded guilty.
"Then you shouldn't have locked me in the pantry or cheated on me. Or maybe you were just worried because your kids were involved. I understand that. Some men only love their children because they share their blood," I hissed.
I noticed he stared at my face for a little too long again.
