Dangerous Lies.

Prologue.

Dragging your body from one side to the other, I'm tired of being the laughing stock of others, but at night I feel footsteps in the house when no one is home yet, I'm afraid to go out and discover that my whole life has been a lie.

If that were the case, divorce would be the most desired good, but then I see you and it's too late, I'm tired, the day was long, you do nothing, but order and order and what I want is to send everything to hell, I don't want to live like this anymore and give smiles that don't live in me...

I'm tired of seeing you laugh with other people, but when it comes to me you're cruel and direct, you point out each of my defects, each mistake: that I dress well; that my feet aren't straight enough so that my back doesn't bend, ¡¡¡what if this, what if that!!!

But, the great pain comes when I secretly saw you standing and walking calmly... you've been torturing me with a damn wheelchair for a long time; There is a child in my womb now, but it is not his fault that I came to this way, it is not even my fault because I never wanted this marriage, I guess divorce is not an option…

So many times before I gave you the papers and you simply tore them up with that mocking smile, but now that I know the whole truth I only have the only path available: the child will not be born…

I cannot allow his father to be a ruthless and sadistic liar who I am sure will turn him against me in the future… Therefore, I do not want to lose my entire existence by giving devotion to this great lie that you call marriage.

Now more than ever I know that I must escape from you and your great drama; I can't keep pretending in front of the cameras that I'm a considerate wife, a role model: the perfect lady for a gentleman who I already know isn't…

I feel the weight of these lies on my back, I can't take it anymore… I don't want to take it anymore, but you don't even dare to show a little compassion for me, if others do what I've done it's fine and you even applaud them and congratulate them because they've done the right thing, but if I do it, I become, according to you, the worst piece of trash that has ever existed in humanity…

¿Don't I also deserve a little of my own merit?

Because taking care of a sadistic, compulsive liar like you is not an easy task, but quite the opposite: it is the sickest thing there is, but even when I decide that you are not by my side anymore, you appear in front of my door to ask me how I have been and I don't know if I should simply answer the question, but I am already very tired and the only thing I can do is hug you because I have waited for you for so long that the question feels completely sincere...

And even if it were a lie, I will believe it, however, like many times before, the alarm clock rings, then turns off and when I open my eyes I am about to commit to you...

I don't know if it has all been a nightmare or a premonition, but I can't lose this opportunity to save my family, even when you are in a wheelchair staring at me through that mask that leads me to believe that it was not a premonition…

 However, there is something in me that tells me that maybe, I should not have accepted this deal, but I guess lies can't be so dangerous... Not if they are disguised in white…