I Was Only His Heart Vessel

Summary

In our social circle, my husband, Adrian, was the textbook definition of a devoted partner. He was the man other husbands were compared to, always pulling out my chair, anticipating my needs before I even realized them myself.

But no one knew the silent boundary lines he drew around that devotion.

I wanted to go swimming, but Adrian wouldn't allow it.

"You're too fragile, Iris," he’d say, brushing a stray hair from my forehead. "And you’ve always been afraid of the water."