THE INTRUDER_(4)
THE INTRUDER When Daniel and I had got married, it was a dream come true. I was only 24 at the time, and he was 30. He was sweet, caring, funny, energetic, and very loving. We always went on date nights, and had romantic dinners, it was wonderful. But over the first year of our marriage, he started to change. He would stay later at work and leave me eating alone 2 or 3 times a week. It was heart breaking to say the least. Every time I asked him to come home on time for dinner he would, at first. Then he started making up excuses why he couldn’t make it home till late. I have always taken care of myself, work out regularly, always clean shaven, and am always presentable. Now I …