The Clean Break
Language: en
On New Year's Eve, I was scrolling through my phone when I stumbled upon a livestream from a local news drone. Fireworks were exploding over the river, painting the night sky in brilliant colors. And there, under the vibrant lights, was my husband of five years, passionately kissing his childhood sweetheart. I calmly closed the livestream and dialed his number. It rang for a long time before he picked up. The background noise was deafening. "Where are you?" I asked. A brief silence followed before he answered, "At the office. I told you I was working overtime." "Working overtime with…