I Lost My Son In The Rain

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I dated Ethan because I owed his family a debt. It took three years to finally feel accepted by that possessive, obsessive man. I married him at twenty, unexpectedly got pregnant, and had Evan. Even after seven years, there was still no wedding. He was always insecure, constantly testing my boundaries, needing constant reassurance that I loved him. And Evan, mimicking his father, never learned to respect me. Then, Mom died.

I handled the cremation alone and dragged myself home, exhausted. On