My husband used to lock himself in the bathroom every morning at 4 am

“I’m doing this to protect you, Ellie… I’m doing this so you don’t have to see…”

Tears flooded my eyes so suddenly I had to cover my mouth with both hands to stop myself from sobbing out loud. I stayed there, frozen, watching the man I loved tend to wounds I never knew existed. When he finally finished and began cleaning up, I slipped away silently and returned to bed, my entire body shaking.

I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

—

The next morning, when Richard came back to bed, I was sitting up waiting for him. The sun was just beginning to rise.

“Eleanor?” he said, surprised.

I looked at him, tears already falling. “I looked through the keyhole, Richard.”

His face crumpled. For a moment, I thought he might run. Instead, he sat down heavily on the edge of the bed
and buried his face in his hands.

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