On the eve of our wedding, I discovered my wife’s private account.
It was full of travel photos she’d taken with someone else,
and every caption spoke of her love for him.
“Youth never dies, and perfection never parts!”
“You’re the perfect man in my heart.”
Later, at the wedding banquet, I slipped the ring into the perfect man’s hand,
drenched them both in champagne, and smiled as I wished them a lifetime of happiness.
But she went mad, falling to her knees in tears and begging desperately:
“I know I was wrong. Please, give me one more chance...”
