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Todd had been complaining about me more often, saying I wasn\u2019t doing enough, that I wasn\u2019t the wife he had expected. Every word cut deep. We married young, both just 18, inseparable, each other\u2019s first love. But now, routine had worn us down, and our love felt like a distant memory.\n
I glanced around the room, making sure everything was in place. The house was spotless, the dinner ready, and the candles flickered softly. Yet, despite all my efforts, a nagging voice reminded me of how much I had sacrificed for this life.\n
Todd convinced me to drop out of college and give up my dream of becoming a gymnast. I was talented\u2014my coaches believed I had a real shot. But Todd had other plans. He wanted me to be a housewife, to manage everything while he built the farm he had always dreamed of.\n We bought a big house with a large property, and Todd refused to hire help, saying he couldn\u2019t trust anyone. So, the burden fell on me\u2014taking care of the animals, tending the garden, cooking, cleaning. It was exhausting, but I did it all for him, for us.\n No matter how hard I worked, it was never enough. Todd constantly compared me to his mother, saying she was the perfect homemaker, the standard I could never meet. It hurt more than I could admit, knowing I had given up so much, yet still wasn\u2019t enough.\n Finally, I heard the front door open and close. I rushed to greet Todd, but my excitement dimmed as soon as I saw him. He wasn\u2019t holding any flowers. There was no smile, no sign that he remembered what today was.\n \u201cHi, I made dinner and set the table,\u201d I said, trying to hide my nerves.\n Todd barely looked at me. \u201cI already ate at work,\u201d he replied, his voice cold. My heart sank\u2014had he really forgotten?\n \u201cBut\u2026 I thought we could have dinner together,\u201d I started, but he cut me off before I could finish.\n \u201cKatie, I\u2019m not in the mood for this right now,\u201d Todd said, dropping his bag on the floor and rifling through it. \u201cOh, I almost forgot. This is for you,\u201d he said, pulling out an envelope and thrusting it into my hand.\n For a moment, my heart leaped with hope. Maybe he hadn\u2019t forgotten after all. Was this the ticket to Italy I had dreamed of for so long? I followed him eagerly into the bedroom, my hands shaking as I opened the envelope.\n But when I saw what was inside, my world crumbled. It wasn\u2019t a ticket to Italy; it was divorce papers.\n \u201cWhat\u2026 what is this?\u201d I stammered.\n Todd didn\u2019t even glance at me. \u201cAre you that dumb? These are divorce papers. I\u2019m divorcing you,\u201d he said coldly as he opened the closet and started pulling out his suitcase.\n \u201cWhat? But why?\u201d I asked, my mind reeling. This couldn\u2019t be happening. Not after everything I had done for him, for us.\n \u201cBecause you\u2019re terrible, Katie,\u201d he said bluntly, tossing clothes into the suitcase. \u201cYou do nothing. You\u2019ve gained weight, and there\u2019s nothing to talk about with you.\u201d\n I felt like I had been slapped. \u201cNothing to talk about? Todd, we\u2019ve been together for 15 years! You can\u2019t just\u2014\u201d\n \u201cI can, and I am,\u201d he said, cutting me off again. \u201cBesides, I met someone. Stephanie. She\u2019s wonderful.\u201d\n \u201cStephanie? Your secretary? You\u2019re leaving me for a girl ten years younger than you?!\u201d I snapped.\n \u201cWhat did you expect? That I\u2019d stay with you when you\u2019re like this?\u201d\n \u201cHow dare you? What\u2019s wrong with you?\u201d I shouted, my voice breaking.\n \u201cKatie, there\u2019s no need to throw a tantrum,\u201d Todd said, zipping up his suitcase and heading for the door.\n \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d I demanded, following him, my heart pounding.\n \u201cStephanie and I are going to Italy for two weeks, and I want you out of this house by the time I return,\u201d he said, walking out before I could say anything more.\n Anger burned inside me as I bolted out the front door, not caring about anything except confronting Todd. I spotted him across the street, his phone pressed to his ear, too absorbed in his conversation to notice anything around him.\n I wanted to scream at him, to make him see the hurt he had caused. But before I could say anything, I saw it\u2014a car speeding down the road, heading straight for him.\n \u201cTodd!\u201d I yelled, but it was too late. The car hit him with a sickening thud, and Todd crumpled to the ground. The driver didn\u2019t even stop\u2014just sped away, disappearing into the night.\n My anger vanished in an instant, replaced by cold fear. I ran to Todd, my heart pounding. He lay motionless on the pavement, unconscious. I fumbled for my phone, dialed 911 with shaking hands, and waited with him.\n At the hospital, the doctor explained that Todd had a concussion but, miraculously, no other serious injuries. Relief washed over me, but it was quickly replaced by shock when the doctor added that Todd had lost his memory due to the concussion.\n \u201cIt\u2019s hard to say how long the amnesia will last,\u201d the doctor said, his voice calm but serious. \u201cHe might recover his memory, or it could be gone for good. Only time will tell.\u201d\n As I sat in the waiting room, Todd\u2019s phone buzzed nonstop in my bag. I pulled it out, seeing Stephanie\u2019s name flash on the screen over and over again.\n I felt a surge of bitterness and turned the phone off without hesitation. Taking a deep breath, I walked into Todd\u2019s room, unsure of what I would find\u2014or how I would handle it.\n \u201cWho are you?\u201d Todd asked, his eyes filled with confusion.\n For a moment, I hesitated, but then a plan formed in my mind. It was the perfect chance to get back at him. \u201cI\u2019m your boss,\u201d I replied, keeping my voice steady. \u201cYou work for me. You take care of the animals, the gardens, all the housework, and cooking.\u201d\n He looked puzzled. \u201cDo I have a family?\u201d he asked, searching my face for answers.\n I shook my head. \u201cNo, you were homeless until I hired you. You\u2019re lucky to have this job.\u201d\n Todd seemed to accept this, though he looked unsure. \u201cThank you\u2026\u201d he said, his voice uncertain as he tried to remember my name.\n \u201cYou can just call me \u2018ma\u2019am,\u2019 \u201d I said, a small smile forming on my lips.\n \u201cThank you, ma\u2019am,\u201d he repeated, his gratitude apparent.\n When Todd was finally discharged from the hospital, I wasted no time putting him to work. I set him up in the small garage room, a far cry from the comfort he was used to.\n It amused me to see him struggle with tasks that had always been mine. Todd, who had never lifted a finger in his life, was suddenly thrust into a world of manual labor.\n Watching him stumble and fall into cow manure, chase after frantic chickens, and flee from angry geese was like a twisted comedy show. But to his credit, he never complained or stopped working.\n He cleaned the house, scrubbed floors, and even cooked meals. I made sure to have him prepare healthy, low-calorie dishes for me, something I never had the energy to focus on before.\n With Todd taking on all the chores, I finally had the time to sign up for the gym. I worked out regularly, determined to get back in shape. The pounds started to melt away, and as the weeks passed, I could see the results. I lost nearly 20 pounds and felt more confident than I had in years.\n I started visiting beauty salons, getting my hair done, and treating myself to spa days. I began to look and feel as stunning as I did when we first met.\n Despite how tough it was for him, Todd seemed grateful. He often thanked me for \u201csaving him from a life on the streets,\u201d completely unaware of the life he had before.\n I kept all our relatives away, telling them Todd needed peace and quiet to recover. The only one who kept trying to reach him was Stephanie, but I had his phone, so she was no threat.\n Two months went by, and Todd finally got the hang of things. He worked tirelessly while I lounged on the couch, sipping wine after a day at the gym, just like he used to.\n I noticed him glancing at me occasionally, as if he was seeing me in a new light. I could tell he would do anything to be close to me. The tables had turned, and I relished every moment of it.\n But one evening, everything changed. I was coming back from the gym, feeling good after another workout, when I saw her\u2014Stephanie\u2014standing outside, talking to Todd. My heart skipped a beat. Panic gripped me as I realized this could only mean one thing: Todd had remembered everything.\n I froze, unsure of what to do, my mind racing. Then Todd turned and saw me. His eyes were filled with anger, a look I hadn\u2019t seen in months. The fury in his gaze was unmistakable. My heart sank as I knew my plan had fallen apart.\n \u201cYou witch!\u201d Todd yelled, his face red with anger.\n \u201cYou deserved all of this!\u201d I shot back, my voice trembling with rage. \u201cDid you really think you could leave me on our anniversary and get away with it? After everything I gave up for you?\u201d\n Todd\u2019s eyes narrowed. \u201cYou\u2019re going to get out of my house right now!\u201d he shouted as he stormed inside.\n \u201cThis is our house!\u201d I yelled, following him, refusing to back down.\n Stephanie, standing by the door, smirked at me.\n \u201cThis is all your fault!\u201d I screamed at her, my fury boiling over.\n Stephanie tilted her head and looked me up and down. \u201cYou\u2019re not as awful as Todd said. You\u2019re actually quite attractive,\u201d she said, like she was doing me some kind of favor.\n I heard Todd\u2019s voice from the bedroom window. \u201cShe only looks like that now because I\u2019ve been slaving away for ten!\u201d\n \u201cI lived like that for 15 years! You jerk!\u201d I shouted back, my voice raw with frustration.\n Without warning, Todd began throwing my things out of the window. I watched in disbelief as my clothes, shoes, personal things\u2014all went flying onto the lawn.\n \u201cWhat are you doing?!\u201d I screamed, running to the pile of belongings. \u201cDo you know how much all of this costs?!\u201d\n \u201cI bought it all!\u201d Todd yelled from above, his voice cold. I tried to get back into the house, but when I reached for the door, it was locked. The keys were in the lock from the inside, so I couldn\u2019t open it with mine.\n After he finished throwing everything out, Todd let Stephanie into the house. When I tried to push my way inside, he shoved me back hard, and I fell to the ground.\n \u201cYou have no right! This is my house!\u201d I shouted, my voice shaking with anger and hurt.\n \u201cThere\u2019s nothing of yours here!\u201d Todd yelled through the window, his tone final and unforgiving.\n For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n I stood up slowly, gathering my things from the ground, my mind racing. I knew I would be back, and this time I wouldn\u2019t be alone.\n There was one little detail Todd didn\u2019t know about, and it was going to change everything. I took what I could carry to a friend\u2019s house and stayed there for the night, planning my next move.\n The next morning, I stood outside the house, my heart pounding with anticipation. The police officers beside me knocked firmly on the door.\n I could hear movement inside, and after what felt like forever, Todd appeared in the doorway, looking groggy and confused. His eyes narrowed when he saw the police and then settled on me with a glare.\n \u201cWhat\u2019s this about?\u201d he demanded, rubbing his eyes. \u201cThis is my house!\u201d\n One of the officers stepped forward, holding up the eviction order. \u201cSir, we have an eviction order. You are living in someone else\u2019s house. If you refuse to leave, we will have to arrest you.\u201d\n Todd\u2019s face twisted in anger. \u201cWhat nonsense are you talking about? This is my house! I\u2019ve lived here for years!\u201d\n The officer handed him the documents that proved otherwise\u2014proof that I was the rightful owner, along with the divorce papers I had signed and notarized while Todd was in the hospital. \u201cAccording to these documents, the house belongs to her,\u201d the officer said, pointing to me.\n Todd\u2019s eyes scanned the papers, his anger growing with each word. \u201cI gave you the papers to sign over the property years ago!\u201d he shouted, his face flushed with frustration.\n I couldn\u2019t help but smirk. \u201cOops, I guess I forgot to sign them because I\u2019m so dumb,\u201d I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.\n \u201cYou\u2019re a damn witch!\u201d Todd yelled, his fists clenched in fury.\n But under the watchful eyes of the police, he and Stephanie had no choice. They gathered their things, mumbling angrily as they left the house. I stood on the porch, waving and smiling as they walked away. 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