My name is Adeline Bell. I’m a suburban housewife. Period. My husband has always kept me on a tight leash. I’m not even supposed to leave the house.

My husband leaves every Monday morning for business and comes back Friday night. I have the weekdays to myself. And I always leave the house every morning. What my husband doesn’t know won’t kill him. I wake up, run, clean the house, wish for a better life, repeat. It’s best when I have a routine. And every day is exactly the same.

Except for Thursdays. I live and breathe for Thursdays. It’s when he comes. You know the type. The guy that is the epitome of escape from your wretched life. The one who embodies the strength and freedom you don’t have. I watch him from a distance. I can’t help myself. But I was never supposed to talk to him. I was never supposed to fall for him.

I know what you’re thinking. But you don’t know my story. You don’t know the kind of monster my husband is. And trust me, you have no idea who I am.