After Letting Go of Love, I Got My Life Back
On my wife's birthday, she brought home the poor male student she had been sponsoring and invited him to celebrate with us.
Then he turned around and threw the million-dollar necklace I had bought for her straight into the trash.
“What even is this? A necklace this outdated should’ve been retired ages ago. Who picked it, some old-fashioned fossil?”
For a moment, every friend and relative in the room stared in stunned silence.
My wife, however, looked completely unfazed. Instead, she praised him for having a fresh eye and slipped on the cheap ring he had bought from a street stall.
I watched it all without yelling, without making a scene.
Then I picked up our marriage certificate and tossed it into the trash as well.
“Good point. I guess an outdated husband like me should be retired too. Congratulations on your new marriage.”