You’d think that after 28 years together, with 25 of those spent married, your spouse would always have eyes for you, right? That they’d still care, still pay attention, and never take you for granted. Well, apparently, Aaron had other ideas.
We were out to celebrate our silver anniversary, and I was thrilled, floating on a cloud of love, as if Cupid himself had paid me a visit. But Aaron? No, his eyes were elsewhere.
This is what happened.
The restaurant was familiar, the rich aroma of garlic butter and sizzling steaks filling the air, just like it had 25 years ago on our first date. The setting should have made the evening perfect, filled with nostalgia and romance, but instead, I felt a knot tightening in my stomach.
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