It was quite heavy, but I could manage.
I sat on the edge of the bed and took out a sheet of paper and a pen.
I had to leave them something.
I couldn’t just disappear without a word.
But I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of seeing me beg or explain.
I wrote in clear handwriting.
Daniel, for three years I lived in this house as an invisible maid. I cooked, cleaned, cared for your children, paid bills, and swallowed humiliations in silence. Tonight, while you celebrated Emily’s promotion and sent me a text to heat up leftovers, I made a decision. I will no longer be the ghost of this family. You will find documents on your nightstand. Read them carefully. We will see each other soon with lawyers present. I have loved you my whole life, but love doesn’t mean letting you walk all over me.
