I Predicted the Storm but Never Envisioned the Aftermath

(originally written 3/30/21, the day before my husband told me he'd had multiple affairs and was in one currently, for over 3 years)

The sadness crept in slowly each day forming a looming darkness in the once bright soul. Like a shadow, it grew alongside its victim, silently snuffing out the light.  Tears came without warning dripping quietly one by one in a rhythmic dance from what seemed an endless source.  There was no solace to be found, no comfort in the disaster that was approaching.  There was no escaping the inevitable as she watched the world around her crumbling into nothingness.