Melon Seed
When I catch my wife, Megan Fisher, cheating with my best friend, my severe depression drives me to the rooftop.
My best friend, Alan Smith, is so remorseful that he slashes his face with a knife and leaves the country.
To put me at ease, Megan puts a tracking device on herself and hands over her phone whenever she comes home.
Whenever she leaves the house, even if it's just for five minutes, she will video call me to tell me where she is.
That goes on until Megan becomes pregnant for the second time. While I set up Megan's prenatal records at the hospital, I receive a video call from myself—ten years in the future.
The man on the screen looks as gaunt as a ghost, making my heart tremble. "Is my illness still not cured yet?"
His eyes turn red, and he flips the camera around.
In the frame, Megan is standing behind Alan. She is looking at him with eyes that hold suppressed devotion.
"You asked me to be a good wife, so I did. But I'll never have his child! That's his punishment for ruining your face."
"Megan, have you lost your mind?" Alan yells at her, but tears are streaming down his face.
My face turns pale, and my future self lets out an unhinged laugh. "Go ask the nurse and see for yourself just how big a fool you are."
Just as he finishes, the nurse says in confusion, "Mr. Sullivan, the system shows that you're single. You said your wife's name is Megan Fisher. She registered here last year, and her husband is listed as Alan Smith."