Part 2: The House Went Silent While They Ignored My Wife
During the work trip, I called home constantly because every instinct inside me kept telling me something felt wrong. I called in the mornings, during lunch breaks, after meetings, and before sleeping, but almost every conversation passed through my mother first. She controlled the phone carefully, only showing Emily briefly before pulling the screen away again.
Whenever I asked whether Emily was eating properly or drinking enough water, Mom insisted everything was fine. Ashley stayed somewhere in the background making sarcastic comments about newborns crying constantly and telling me to relax because I was acting like an overprotective first-time father.
Still, the calls started bothering me more each day.
Emily looked weaker every time I saw her on screen. Her face became paler, her lips looked dry, and sometimes she barely seemed able to hold the phone upright. Whenever she tried speaking longer than a sentence or two, my mother interrupted immediately and claimed she needed rest instead of emotional conversations.
