The Quiet Kind

Summary

Three years into my marriage with Alex, I started to think about divorce.

My best friend, Chloe, thought I was insane.

“He’s literally one in a million, Thea. What could possibly be wrong?”

Alex was the perfect husband. I couldn't find a single fault. I just gave her a tired smile and asked her to play a game with me.

“Send your husband a text,” I said.

“Tell him you’re not coming home tonight.”