During Our Anniversary Dinner, My Wife Stood Arm In Arm With Her Ex, Holding Divorce Papers...

During Our Anniversary Dinner, My Wife Stood Arm In Arm With Her Ex, Holding Divorce Papers...
Jack Landry never expected his fifteenth wedding anniversary to feel like a business meeting he didn’t remember scheduling. But as he sits across from his wife, Cassandra, in a dimly lit bistro that costs more than it’s worth, he realizes something painful: anniversaries are supposed to celebrate memories worth keeping. Lately, theirs feel more like evidence in a case neither of them wants to argue.

Cass spends the evening glued to her phone, offering only half-hearted smiles and clipped responses, the kind that sting more than outright hostility. Once, her beauty had felt effortless—warm, genuine, shared. Now it feels curated, almost practiced, like every detail of her life must align with her rising status at the ad agency where she reinvented herself. The black dress, the expensive wine, the forced politeness—they all feel like part of a performance Jack was never invited to join.

Trying to salvage the night, Jack reaches for nostalgia, reminding her of their chaotic first anniversary—the food poisoning, the laughter, the closeness. But the memories bounce off her like raindrops on stone. She barely hears him. Her attention is elsewhere—on the screen, on the restaurant, on a world that seems to be moving on without him.

And then Brett Monroe appears.
Tall, polished, dressed in a suit that screams money and intention. A man who looks at Cass a little too warmly. A man who looks at Jack like he’s already out of the picture.

In that moment, Jack feels the shift—not loud, not dramatic, but unmistakable. A quiet fracture running through a marriage already weakened by neglect, ambition, and the kind of emotional distance that grows so slowly you don’t notice it until you’re sitting across from someone who used to feel like home but now feels like a stranger.

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