He Chose Her Dog Over Me
Language: en
In the six years we were together, I was never given a nickname. To Galen, I was either "hey," "babe" when he was distracted, or my full name: Sally Foster. He always claimed he was a creature of habit, that he kept everyone in his contacts saved by their formal, full names. I believed him. Until the day he asked me to reply to a client text while his hands were full, and I saw the contact pinned to the very top of his list. Molly. Her profile picture was a cute, fluffy Shiba Inu. I tapped on the chat thread. The most recent message was from him, sent at two in the morning: “Insomnia…