People used to tell me how lucky I was.
“Your husband is such a gentleman.”
“He treats you like a queen.”
“God really answered your prayers.”
I smiled every single time.
What else was I supposed to do?
Nobody would have believed the truth.
Because my husband never slapped me.
He never punched me.
He never came home drunk.
He never screamed loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
His prison had no chains.
It had rules....