We Need to Talk: A Night That Changed Everything
I remember that evening as if it were yesterday—the way the light flickered across the kitchen tiles, the scent of roast lamb filling the air, and my hands trembling as I tried to fold the napkins just so. My name is Magda, and I had no idea that the words my husband uttered just hours before our anniversary dinner would unravel the life I thought I knew. Now, as I write this, I wonder if any of us truly know the people we love, or if we simply see what we wish to see.