Chapter 5: The Veil of Perfection
Over the next few days, news of Ethan’s arrest sent shockwaves through the elite social circles of the city. To the outside world, Ethan Miller had been the perfect husband—a charismatic real estate developer, a pillar of the community, and a soft-spoken gentleman.
People couldn't believe it. Neighbors admitted they had heard raised voices occasionally, but assumed it was just typical stress. Ethan had crafted a flawless mask, manipulating everyone around him while isolating Claire from her friends and family.
Sitting in her quiet hospital room, Claire looked out the window at the morning light. Her father sat in the corner chair, peeling an apple with a pocket knife, just like he used to when she was a little girl.
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""I thought I could fix him, Dad,"" Claire said quietly, her voice full of guilt. ""I thought if I was just a better wife, he wouldn't get so angry.""
Marcus stopped peeling. He set the apple down and walked over to her bedside, taking her small hand in his giant, calloused palm. ""Listen to me, Claire,"" he said firmly. ""You are not responsible for another person's cruelty. Never blame yourself for surviving.""
