“You’re Supposed to Be a Wife, Not a Guest!” — He Yelled, But I Was Done Being His Family’s Servant
Elise Chose Herself—And Everything Changed It was a peaceful Sunday morning when Elise flipped the eggs in the pan, the rich scent of coffee drifting through the kitchen. Dressed in her soft fleece robe, she hummed a quiet tune, enjoying the rare calm. “Morning,” came a familiar voice—groggy but hopeful. She turned with a smile….