Floating comments stopped me from ending my life.Then they predicted my husband's next text.

Floating comments stopped me from ending my life. Then they predicted my husband's next text. Ethan was celebrating his mistress's birthday again. I had gone out onto the balcony, unable to imagine another night of waiting for him. The words flashed before my eyes. Don't do it. You'll miss him begging for you back. I stared at the empty air. Don't believe us. In two minutes, he'll text. He'll tell you to run his bath and wait for him. Two minutes later, my phone buzzed on the table. It was exactly what they had said. I thought they had come to save my marriage. If they knew what he would do next, perhaps they knew how to make him love me again. So when his key turned in the lock, I followed their instructions. I opened the door in black silk with a red Mark on my neck. Ethan was holding up a drunk Tessa. Perfume and whiskey came in with them. She's drunk. I just, I have plans. He stopped. I stepped aside and smiled. Get her settled. Shower, rest. The housekeeper can deal with the mess in the morning. He stared as if I'd spoken in a language he didn't recognize. Then his eyes moved over my dress and stopped at my neck. I had owned that black dress since before I started making myself smaller for him. Tonight, I had put it on while listening to instructions nobody else could see. Standing in front of Ethan, I Had to remember every part of the performance, the calm voice, the smile, the fact that I was leaving instead of waiting to be chosen.#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama