
When Alexis’ parents forced her to marry Robert, she had no idea what she was getting herself into. Later, Alexis broke the one rule her husband gave her and entered the room he warned her about, unleashing secrets she wasn’t prepared for.
I couldn’t understand why my parents wanted me to get married before I found someone myself.
“Alexis,” my mother said, “Robert is a catch. He’s a wealthy man who will take care of you. You wouldn’t even have to work.”
I couldn’t refuse. My father had made it clear.
“You marry Robert, Alexis,” he said, puffing on his cigar. “Or you can figure out your own living arrangements.”
In a sense, Robert was my prince charming. Our family had a bakery, which was losing customers because we had no gluten-free options on the menu.
“We will continue to bake what we know,” my father insisted.
Our marriage was definitely an arranged one. Robert’s demeanor was cold, and he refused to let me get to know him properly. I don’t know how my father arranged our connection.
Our wedding was a spectacle of Robert’s affluence, nothing short of extravagant. Robert’s wedding planner had thought of everything.
My wedding dress was a custom piece that he commissioned for me. But even through our wedding planning, we barely spoke.
“I’m looking forward to being married,” he admitted one evening, a few days before the wedding.
“But I don’t know what I’m doing,” he added.
That was the closest Robert had gotten to letting me in.
Two days after our wedding, I moved into our new home.
“Come, I’ll show you around,” Robert said.
He took me around our home, a mansion boasting luxuries I’d never imagined before: sprawling golf courses, a shimmering swimming pool, and a fleet of staff at our beck and call.
“It’s beautiful,” I said when we got to the kitchen. “Everything is beautiful.”
“Now, Alexis, this house belongs to you too,” he declared with a hint of pride.
I smiled at the stranger standing in front of me. Maybe we were going to make something of our marriage.
“But one thing, Alexis,” he said. “There’s one rule. The attic. Never go in there.”
I nodded at Robert. I couldn’t fathom why I wouldn’t be allowed anywhere in the house. But I also recognized that I didn’t know my husband well enough yet. So, I had to obey.
A few days later, Robert went to a meeting, leaving me alone in our massive home.
Driven by curiosity stronger than any warning, I found myself ascending the stairs to the attic. My heart pounded with a mix of fear and excitement. I knew I didn’t have a lot of time.
A quick in and out, I thought to myself.
Pushing the door open, I was met with a sight that sent me to my knees, tears streaming down my face. I didn’t know why I was crying. I didn’t know why I felt confusion and relief at the same time.
The attic, dimly lit, seemed to be a vault of my husband’s hidden memories. Childhood toys lay scattered, each carrying untold stories. Old postcards and photographs of Robert’s life before me. Among the relics were letters from a young boy to his father, a soldier away at war.
“How dare you come in here? Now, I have to change the locks in my own home because my wife does not respect my requests?”
Robert’s face turned red with rage.
“I just want to understand,” I stammered. “I just want to know you, Robert.”
Slowly, his rage dissolved, and he seemed to see me as a companion in his world, instead of the intruder he had made me out to be.
“Alexis,” he said, “Come, let’s sit.”
Robert led me to the living room.
“My father was a stern man. He was a soldier and he believed in keeping emotions locked away. These are the only things I have of a time when I felt loved,” he confessed.
My heart caught on his every word as his voice broke.
What followed was a revelation of his soul. Stories of a lonely childhood, of a boy yearning for his father’s approval, unfolded in our home.
In those vulnerable moments, I didn’t see the distant, cold man I had married but a boy who had never stopped seeking love and acceptance. He just didn’t know how to go about it.
In those few hours, things changed. Robert started letting me in. And now, years later, our home is filled with the cries and laughter of our daughter, April.
Through our daughter, Robert healed. He healed for himself, and for our daughter.
We’ve packed away everything from the attic, so it is no longer a shrine to Robert’s past but is now my little reading nook.
Flaxseed: Your Natural Solution for Firm, Youthful Skin

Wrinkles are a part of life, but who says we can’t have smoother, firmer skin as we age? Instead of spending a fortune on expensive treatments, why not try a simple, natural ingredient: flaxseed. Packed with skin-boosting nutrients, flaxseed has earned the nickname “nature’s Botox.” Discover how this easy DIY remedy can give your face a radiant, youthful glow.
Why Flaxseed is the Wrinkle Buster
- Omega-3 Fatty Acids: Flaxseed is a rich source of omega-3s, which deeply hydrate the skin and diminish the appearance of fine lines and wrinkles.
- Lignans: These potent antioxidants found in flaxseed combat free radicals, the culprits behind premature aging.
- Natural Collagen Boost: By promoting collagen production and enhancing skin elasticity, flaxseed helps you achieve firmer, smoother skin.
How to Make the Flaxseed Face Mask
Ingredients:
- 2 tablespoons of ground flaxseed (or flaxseed powder)
- 4 tablespoons of water
- Optional: A few drops of vitamin E oil or honey for added hydration
Instructions:
- Mix the ground flaxseed with water in a small bowl.
- Allow the mixture to sit for 10 minutes until it thickens into a gel-like consistency.
- If desired, add vitamin E oil or honey, and stir well.
How to Apply the Mask
- Cleanse your face thoroughly to remove dirt and makeup.
- Apply the flaxseed mask evenly over your face and neck.
- Leave it on for 15–20 minutes until it tightens and dries.
- Rinse off with lukewarm water and gently pat your skin dry.
How Often to Use It
For noticeable results, use this mask 2–3 times a week. Consistent usage can help reduce the appearance of wrinkles and improve skin elasticity.
Additional Tips for Optimal Results
- Stay hydrated to maintain plump and youthful skin.
- Follow a skincare routine that includes sunscreen to protect against UV damage.
- Incorporate a diet rich in antioxidants and omega-3s, including flaxseed, for overall skin health.
In Conclusion
Why spend a fortune on pricey anti-aging treatments when you have a powerful, natural alternative like flaxseed? With its ability to tighten skin, reduce wrinkles, and boost hydration, this simple mask can give you the smooth, radiant complexion you’ve always wanted. Try it today and embrace a youthful, glowing skin—at any age! 🌟

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