By D. M.
Shattered Trust
I wanted to believe he was serious. That all the talk about visiting, about the daughters coming, the concert appearances, the "management" and the promises, were real. I gave grace, again and again, until grace started to cost me my peace. Behind every sweet word was a setup. Behind every setup, a request. And behind every request… a lie. This is the unraveling of how it all began to collapse, not just financially, but spiritually and emotionally.
I stayed longer than I should have because I hoped I was wrong. I wasn’t.