Sunbeam Lair [m] Just give it time, the sands will pass

The question was unexpected. Reverie paused, a slight frown tugging at her features. I don't know, She admitted after a moment, surprised with herself. I tried to be for a long time. I had to try, because it was the only way to - to make things work with my - husband. Her voice broke a little on the last word.
But now he's gone, And she felt a little colder saying it, a little less grief-filled and a little more... angry? It was unexpected. But maybe it made sense. And then her true confession began to pour from her, something Reverie had never admitted even to herself: And I think I hated him for putting me in that position. I don't think I want to be okay with it. He - he had his reasons, but I still can't forgive him. And everyone just - they acted like it was okay, that he left me alone to deal with being pregnant, when I was already unwell before that. Then he showed up acting like - like he had a place in it at all, after I suffered alone. He threatened to take my daughter from me. Her daughter, not theirs; had it not always been so? Even at the end Lestan had meant to abandon her with parenthood.
I guess I feel like if I get over it, then that means I'm saying that it was okay. And it wasn't. It never was. There's nothing worse than a man who promises he'll be around and disappears the moment it matters, Again she was surprised with herself, but relieved in some way to have finally voiced the extent of her hurt. It felt as if she'd been villainized at Swiftcurrent Creek, cast into the role of crazy hysterical woman while Lestan was seen only as reasonable, reacting, helpless in the face of her chaos. But he had made his decisions as much as she had. She'd never forced him to promise that he would stay; she'd never tried to keep him against his will, not until the very end at Saltshore when she'd had nothing else. She had given all of it up for him.