The Anniversary Betrayal

our third wedding anniversary, but all I wanted

t me – she was looking at Liam Hayes, her childhood best friend. Then, Liam

a giggled, touching his face without a word of protest. When I finally c

n ugly scowl I' d never seen before, pushed me away, shouting that I'

house silent. My wife, on our anniversary, had left me there,

ia was too busy caring for his "bad ankle." Then Olivia called, not to check on me, b

as realizing Olivia had been actively preventing a pregnancy for a year, all while pretending to dream of a fa

y settled within me: it was over. I couldn't do this anymore. I would cut every tie, s