The Perfect Wife's Rebellion

Hazel stared at me, her small jaw dropping as her eyes went wide with shock. "Mom, you look so pretty today. Why didn't you wear stuff like this before?" she asked, genuinely baffled by my sharp appearance. She was so used to seeing me in faded sweatpants and baggy shirts.

"From now on, I will," I replied simply. I grabbed my designer bag, took her hand, and led her downstairs.

As we reached the