That night, I lay awake replaying everything in my mind. I realized something important: if I had even a shred of doubt about marrying him, then perhaps I was seeing a truth I had been too blind to admit. Marriage should be built on trust, kindness, and respect—not secrecy or smirks whispered behind closed doors.The next morning, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were tired, but there was a quiet strength there. I finally admitted to myself that love shouldn’t leave you guessing, questioning, or feeling small.
