The Good Wife

I met my husband Cal when I was nineteen years old. He was sexy, powerful, and twelve years older than me. He was everything that I never knew I was looking for. He was perfect. My life, was perfect. Until it wasn't. As women, we're drawn to men like Cal. The alpha male. Possessive, short tempered, and jealous to a fault. The need to show me that I was his, and his alone was enough to make me weak in the knees. But as time went on, the traits that I was so attracted to, were the same traits that I became deathly afraid of.

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