My husband and I argued at night, so we slept in separate rooms.
I was struggling to fall asleep, so I was lying with my eyes closed.
He came into the room to grab something, then paused beside the bed,
leaned over, and whispered, “I wish we’d never married.” The next,
morning, I couldn’t get those words out of my head. I decided to ask
him directly if he really meant it. He looked at me, clearly confused,
and said I must have been dreaming. I’m sure I heard him say it. What should I do
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