Say Goodbye to Love
At our seventh wedding anniversary party, Caleb Thorne shares a drink with his childhood sweetheart.
My face darkens, and he publicly snaps at me in front of everyone. "It's just playful fun between friends—why are you so uptight? If I really had something going on with Emma, do you think you'd ever have become my wife?"
He storms off in anger. That same night, his childhood sweetheart updates her social media banner to a photo of her holding hands with Caleb.
In the past, I would've rushed to her house without a second thought, dragged Caleb out, and demanded to know if he ever truly loved me.
But this time, I don't care anymore.