One Step From Bliss, One Step Into the Abyss

Tom Barnes once said that when you marry the person you love, the ceiling of the bridal room should be fitted with a mirror, and the bathroom with handrails. But five years ago, pregnant with twins, I was cornered in that very bridal room by his enemies and tortured until I miscarried. After that, I never dared set foot in there again. Then, on the anniversary of my children's death, I came with the little clothes I had sewn by hand, meaning to mourn them. Only to walk in on Tom and another woman tangled together on our marriage bed.