A Woman’s Husband Forgot His Medication, so She Decided to Drop It off at His Office – But the Receptionist Looked Confused and Said, ‘Ma’am, Your Husband’s Been on Leave for a Week’

Never asked for passwords he hadn’t volunteered.

Trust wasn’t something we’d discussed much because I’d never thought we needed to.

Now one silly pill bottle had made the entire workweek feel staged.

Trust wasn’t something we’d discussed much.

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I spent the afternoon trying not to invent explanations.

My mind went to an affair first anyway.

I hated myself for thinking it.

Then I hated him for giving me a reason to.

That evening, Eliam came home at 6:10.

My mind went to an affair first.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” I said.

He put his laptop bag beside the couch.

“Long day.”

I watched him loosen his tie.

“That meeting bad?”

“Which one?”

“That meeting bad?”

“The one from this morning.”

“Oh. Awful.”

He walked into the kitchen.

“My meds?”

“They’re on the counter.”

“Thanks.”

He kissed my cheek.

“My meds?”