I Found a One-Way Ticket to Freedom
In our five years of marriage, my husband, Derrick Wickham, bails on me 99 times for his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Harson.
This time, after he stands me up, I find two plane tickets to Frantines in his office.
"I was planning to surprise you for our anniversary. Since you've already seen them, we'll just meet at the airport," he says icily.
I eagerly pack and get myself ready, arriving early at the airport. I wait from the wee hours of dawn till the late hours of night, but Derrick fails to show up.
Then, I see a post on Jessica's social media. "It's my birthday today. Though he doesn't have the time to go on a trip with me to Frantines, I forgive him because he brought me to the amusement park instead!"
In the past, I'd have called him, crying and demanding answers. But this time, I'm truly done.