ing on the couch in the dark. She flicked on the ligh

e said, dropping her expensive handbag on the f

seemed to bother her more t

was stressed. I'm canceling the rescheduled IVF appointment for n

plea. She was trying to manipulate me, offering to cancel som

," I

rowed. "Okay

. Ok

hing my face for the man she knew, the one who would have been crushed by her words.

es, filling the cart with things for our "last supper." I bought a b

imed it tasted like soap and would refuse to ev

asparagus with lemon, and made a vibrant chimichurri sauce, heavy

plating the food. She stopped dea

at smell?"

e green sauce. Her fa

me? Cilantro? You

rched to the trash can. With a single, violent motion, she sc

e!" she shrieked. "I can't even deal with

tormed out of the house, s

ilantro and wasted food hanging in the air. I didn'

gh social media. And there it was. A new post from Ethan. A pic

t from Jennifer, pos

or my favor