LOGINEveryone said my wife and I were deeply in love. Even after she had built a successful career and founded her own music company, she still came with me to my hometown for the Christmas-New Year's holiday and handed out lavish presents to all the younger relatives. Only I knew that she was no longer the woman she had once been. After we had a few rounds of drinks, my younger cousin started clamoring for karaoke. While Regina Lockwood was in the bathroom, I took her phone to queue up some songs for everyone. That was when I noticed the music app was still open to a shared listening session. One account, its avatar a comic-book hero, had spent more than 2,600 hours listening together with Regina. Even as she smiled and piled food onto my plate, raising her glass to toast our relatives, that shared listening session remained running in her earphones—keeping her connected to a world that belonged only to her and another man. Just then, the bathroom door opened. Regina walked out, rubbing hand cream into her hands, an elegant, composed smile still on her face. "Honey, why are you holding my phone? Were you checking up on me?"
View More"Forget everything unpleasant that happened. We can still be Regina and Chase."I lowered my eyes to her, then looked at the priceless ring and the old desk where I had once sat, still pushed tightly against Regina's.On the desktop, I could faintly make out the letters we had carved into it with a compass all those years ago—'RL & CF.'Regina Lockwood and Chase Foster.The engraving had not changed. But Regina still did not seem to understand.In her memories, 18-year-old Chase sat at this very desk, watching her pretend to sleep, always waiting for her. To her, those days had been beautiful and pure, a sanctuary she could return to after adulthood had made life complicated. But for me, they were only the beginning of exhaustion.Once we walked out of this place, there had been years of a secret relationship, the despair of being disowned by our parents, countless days and nights spent working just to get by, the agony of a perforated stomach ulcer, and the terror of nearly dyin
She had been trying to escape the marriage that required real effort after 30, to escape the slow erosion caused by the trivialities of everyday life. So she had built a monument to the past, forgetting that the only things that never changed were the dead.Regret came crashing over her like a tide. Regina began calling and texting me relentlessly, but I did not answer any of them—until a rainy night a month later, when she finally caught me outside my apartment building.She had lost a considerable amount of weight, and there were faint dark circles beneath her eyes. In one hand, she held the black umbrella we had used for years. In the other, she clutched her car keys, her eyes filled with the desperate pleading of someone making one final gamble."Chase, just one last time." Her voice was hoarse, as though she had not spoken in a long time. "I know you've made up your mind. I won't force you. But… Could you give me one more day? Just so we can part on good terms. Let me say goodb
Regina froze. She looked at me as though I had just said something completely absurd, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Divorce? Over something this small?""It wasn't just because of this."When I thought back to those days when I lived like my life did not matter, I felt some kind of divine intervention must have been watching over me. Back then, I would often wake in the middle of the night in unbearable pain, already hovering dangerously close to death.The thing Regina did most often was hold me in the middle of the night and cry. Then, before dawn, she would get up with red-rimmed eyes to brew tonic and make food that was easy on my stomach, taking me everywhere in search of doctors and treatments. Fortunately, we had been lucky enough to survive it all. My condition did not worsen. Then, our opportunity came. The company took off, and we finally turned our lives around. Once things settled down, however, my body had already been worn down, and my heart had grown quiet al
"You were innocent, technically, because the person you loved was me—the man who would sacrifice everything for you. Even the person you cheated on me with was just a shadow of the man I used to be. You were looking for something to hold on to in Alex. You didn't sleep with him, and you didn't give him money. You simply gave him all the patience and tenderness you used to give me."Regina, I don't understand you. If you wanted to relive your youth, why did you have to drag some young kid into it? I'm right here. Why are you trying to find the shadow of an 18-year-old me in him, as if you could somehow bring back the past by finding a piece of me in someone else?"Regina was left speechless. Her eyes darted away from mine.Her silence was the cruelest answer of all.The air in the living room seemed to freeze.As Regina stared into my resolute eyes, she finally realized that this time, what she had done would not be so easily brushed aside. Panic began to set in."Chase, I know I












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