On our anniversary night, I was happy in my best dress, waiting for my husband. Then a cake arrived with golden lettering: “It’s time to get divorced!” An hour later, I found a way to uncover the truth.
Marriage changed me. It wasn’t always perfect, but I felt loved and secure with Thomas.
That’s why I spent two weeks preparing for our first wedding anniversary.
Two weeks. Can you depict?
Every detail had to be perfect.
The table was set, the candles flickered, and I was happy in my best dress.
Suddenly, my phone rang.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Thomas’s voice sounded… casual. “I’m already halfway to the airport.”
I frowned. “What airport?”
“There’s an emergency meeting. Clients, you know how it is…”
“Thomas, today is our anniversary.”
“And I haven’t forgotten! I’ll make it up to you, I promise, as soon as I’m back.”
That phrase stuck in my mind. Make it up…
I looked at the beautifully set table. I pictured myself sitting there, eating alone, wearing that dress I chose just for him.
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