It Ended on the Decade
During the long National Day holidays, I planned a Golden Highlands trip for the whole family. I even booked tickets for a luxurious train ride so we could enjoy the scenery.
But on departure day, my husband and son vanished.
I called my husband. I could hear an airport boarding announcement in the background.
My voice trembled. "Where are you?"
He panicked and mumbled that the company had an emergency before hanging up.
I tried calling again, but the line was busy.
The next day, he posted an update on his social media.
In the photo, he stood beneath the snowy peaks of Wintercrown with one arm around his old love while the other held our son.
The caption read: [If we had been a little braver back then...]
A friend commented: [Where is your wife?]
I stared at his reply: [She's sick and resting at home.]
Three expired train tickets sat on the table as my eyes welled up with tears.
A decade of marriage.
A pack of lies.
It was time to bring it all to a close.