The Subtle Signs I Ignored
Looking back, the red flags had been waving for months.
Daniel had started replacing my postnatal supplements with brands he preferred—without telling me.
He’d moved the baby monitor camera to point toward me on the couch, not just the baby.
He’d say things like, “Are you sure you locked the door?” or “You told me you fed the baby, but I found the bottle still full,” making me second-guess my memory.
At first, I thought it was new-dad nerves. Then I wondered if I really was just exhausted and forgetful. But slowly, I began to realize—Daniel wasn’t helping me. He was testing me. Watching me. Measuring me.
Now, holding this glass of orange juice and watching Ellie’s frightened face, everything clicked into place.
