| The honeymoon was over. That was for sure. Where was the man she had stood at the alter with not two weeks before? This was supposed to be her fairy tale, her happily ever after, her paradise. Instead it was more of a lifetime of servitude. Before the vows were spoken, a harsh word had never crossed his lips in her presence. Now, she couldn't please him. Her cooking was wrong, the way she folded the towels was wrong, even the way she dressed was rebuked. Where was the prince she had married? Had someone hit the rewind button on his life and turned him back into the frog of his youth? Or was it her life that was stuck in the rewind stage turning her back into Cinderella instead of the princess he had promised she would be? The honeymoon was certainly over, but her parody of paradise had only just begun.
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