
I Thought I Was Protecting My Future. I Was Actually Destroying It.
I was 29 when I met Amara, and from the beginning, I knew I wanted to marry her. She was calm, intelligent, family-oriented and, most importantly, she made me feel understood. But there was one problem. I didn’t trust that she would stay. Not because she had ever given me a reason to doubt her. I just had this fear that one day she would realize she could do better than me. So I started testing her. I would deliberately take hours to reply to her messages just to see if she would complain





