
My Husband Didn’t Let Me Open the Car Trunk for Days — When I Finally Did It Late at Night, I Almost Screamed
I swear, there are moments in a marriage when the world doesn’t fall apart, but it shifts. Quietly. Just a little. But enough for you to feel it deep in your gut. It all started on a regular Tuesday. Milan had soccer practice, Madison refused to eat her sandwich unless it was cut into a heart, and I was running on cold coffee and looming deadlines. Our internet was out—again—so I was working from my mom’s house. She kept Madison busy with finger painting while I typed away, desperate to