Sterilized After Your Betrayal
Language: en
I stumbled across a shared folder titled “Honeymoon” on my wife’s laptop. For a fleeting, beautiful moment, I thought she was finally making good on a promise she’d deferred for five years. I clicked into it, my heart light with anticipation, only to find a spreadsheet that looked nothing like the one we’d drafted together. The departure date fell right in the middle of a business trip I’d already scheduled, so I pushed it back two days. I noticed she’d picked Antarctica; I changed it to Iceland, remembering that she’d once mentioned wanting to see the Aurora Borealis, which wouldn’t be…