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That night, while he slept beside me, I opened my own laptop. The room was dark except for the soft blue glow of the screen. I created a new folder and named it “Freedom.”
Thomas believed I was dependent on him—that I needed his guidance, his business sense, his protection. He liked being the man in control, the decision maker, the financial planner of our household.
But what he never knew was that long before I met him, I had already built my own empire.
The Secret Behind the Marriage
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