I had been gone for five days, but nothing prepared me for what I saw when I opened the door: my wife juggling dinner and our sick toddler, while my mother and sister sat nearby on their phones.

you to choose between us.”

Ethan took both her hands gently.

“I chose you the day I married you,” he said softly. “I just forgot to act like it.”

Downstairs, his phone kept buzzing across the kitchen counter.

This time, he ignored it completely.

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By morning, Patricia had already called eleven times.

Melissa sent long angry messages accusing Ethan continue reading …