Disposing Of My Safe Bet
Language: en
I chose Mike because he was the only man in our circle who didn’t come with a warning label. He was the anomaly—he didn’t smoke, he rarely drank, and he possessed a sense of boundaries that was almost architectural in its precision. In a world of men who treated infidelity like a corporate perk, Mike was the "Safe Bet." But at our company’s annual gala, the man who prided himself on sobriety ended up in the ER because he’d spent the night drinking on behalf of his new assistant. I didn't cause a scene. I didn’t scream. I simply waited for him to come home, lined up every expensive bottle…