He Flipped Tails And Lost Me
Language: en
The college reunion was winding down, leaving a heavy, alcohol-tinged silence in its wake. Outside, the rain was coming down in sheets, blurring the streetlights into smudges of yellow against the dark glass. My boyfriend, Wilbert, stood frozen between me and Mallory, his posture stiff with indecision. To his left was Mallory—his first love, newly divorced and recently returned to the city. To his right was me, his fiancée, with a wedding date booked and paid for. A couple of our old classmates, half-drunk and leaning against the bar, chuckled at the sudden freeze in the room. "Damn,…