He Remembered Her Period, Not Mine

The day before my period, I saw a note in my fiancé's memo.

【Predict tomorrow is her period, remember to prepare pads and painkillers in the bag.】

I smiled sweetly, touched by my fiancé's thoughtfulness.

Until the next day, when my lower abdomen cramped with pain, I went through my bag with a pale face, but there was nothing inside.

Dark red blood had soaked through my pants. Students pointed at my back and laughed. I thought he had simply forgotten.

But the new intern teacher had just posted on her social media: