Even Deep Love Can't Warm a Winter Stone

"On our third wedding anniversary, my wife hid a Submariner men's watch in the bedside table drawer. I thought it was a gift for me, so I took a photo and quietly closed the drawer. But my wife made an excuse about working late, rushed home at six, picked up the so-called 'documents,' and left again. When I opened the drawer once more, it was empty. Half an hour later, I refreshed her first love's Moments, and sure enough, there was a lively photo. A dozen people were gathered in a dimly lit bar, and on the man's slightly chubby wrist was the Submariner that should have been mine..."