you were long past the caring stage. the antics that he engages himself into no longer interests you. you no longer care if he arrives home late, too late for comfort. you no longer give a damn if he comes home reeking of perfume. you no longer care if he says he have to take suspicious sudden business trips abroad. you dont even bat an eyelid when he leaves home early in the morning for no rhyme or reason.. but for goodness sake cant he be a little more discreet? cant he even tell a lie properly? why tell a stupid lie when even a freaking fool can see through it without much thinking? hasnt he realise the potency of a woman's sixth sense by now? how stupid can one get? hasnt he done it enough times to learn and not get discovered? cant he come up with something more believable? you no longer give a shit about his actions. the fact that he doesnt think he is wrong does not bother you anymore. he has long lost your respect. but it's not about you this time. other people will get hurt if everything comes out in the open. you dont want them to go through this. you dont believe they can. but there is absolutely nothing you can do. he continues to do things that he thinks he can get away with when we know of it but choose to keep our silence. you know there might be a day when all hell will break loose. you will be powerless to do anything. and when the day comes that history repeats itself there is no more you can do than blame yourself.

"If you didn't make me stay, I wouldn't have to put up with all these."

I'm sorry