Rewinding to Twenty-Two: Saving My Shattered Marriage
Language: en
Four years into my marriage to my childhood sweetheart, my family went bankrupt. We started fighting constantly, getting physical, and even wanted a divorce. But unexpectedly, after one of our massive fights, my memory suddenly reverted back to when I was 22. That was when Ethan and I were most deeply in love. And so, I said: "Hubby, hug me." The aloof, aristocratic man wiped the scratch I had just given him and said coldly, "What kind of game are you playing now?" "Trying a sneak attack this time?" Me: "I want a hug, don't you?" ... After a long pause, he said, "I do." "Come here."