My husband became quiet ever since he started his new “hobby.” Every time I asked him about it, he’d only say it was “liberating.” I started noticing red stains on his underwear whenever he returned from the workshop. One day, I followed him. I entered and froze when I saw him being cheered on by a small group of people, his hands covered in clay and streaks of red paint.
What happened next changed everything…
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