Reborn Without Him

My husband, Liam, had barely been involved in our family life for the nine years we'd been married.

He never celebrated our anniversary, never celebrated our daughter Lily's birthday.

Every time I confronted him, he'd self-righteously claim he was busy working for our family, even accusing me of being unreasonable.

It wasn't until my mom's funeral that he was absent again.

But this time, I didn't cry or make a scene. I even explained for him, "He's busy making money for Lily and me."

Everyone said we were a loving couple, little did they know my husband didn't love me at all.