Her Love Was Just a Game… Until the Divorce Wasn't
My wife, Maeve Sinclair, has a weird fetish. She loves roleplaying as other characters.
In her scripts, I'm always the OG husband who gets abandoned by the heartless wife.
Today, Maeve will be the domineering CEO who's fallen in love with her assistant. Tomorrow, she will be the professor who has the hots for her student.
Every time, she will make me sign a divorce agreement. The next day, she will laugh while ripping it apart.
"Darling, this is just a game."
But when my dad gets into a car accident and requires 200 thousand dollars just to undergo a life-saving surgery, Maeve is playing the role of a broke woman.
"I'm a penniless woman who's gone broke, Neal. I don't have any money for your dad's surgery at all."
I can only watch as my dad breathes his last on the sickbed.
On the day of his funeral, Maeve approaches me with a young and handsome university student clinging to her side.
"Darling, I've fallen in love with my student. Let's get a divorce."
Then, she pulls out a document from her briefcase and passes it to me.
This time, I refuse to wait for her to rip it apart.