Only After Divorce Did My Wife Regret Not Loving Me

On our honeymoon, my wife said she wanted to prepare a surprise for me.

I waited at the top of the mountain for more than three hours. Even with heavy rain pouring down, she never showed up.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw an Instagram Story from her childhood sweetheart at a hotel halfway up the mountain.

In the photo, the two of them lie on a bed covered with rose petals, their fingers interlocked. Her ring finger was bare.

On her half-exposed chest were red scratches and faint bite marks.

The caption read, [A short absence is better than a new marriage.]