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 and,
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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