The Scarf That Broke Us

a divorce,

h time, I heard those flat, bored words from my wife, Victori

ful, cold face mocking me: "Besides, I can'

made her obsessed with her assistant, Ryan,

our anniversary, a symbol of "loyalty," before calmly askin

cashmere scarf, a symbol of my last tender

wisting the knife in a

the word start

, ready to resign, only to be told

rant, forcing me to publicly declare I wasn' t

id

but a grim sense of victory

ced, not from my new life, but of her erratic beh

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led a missing p

ad fo

the officer said, "We' re sending a car o

crumbling before my eyes because Vict

would