Night Breaks, Not Her

Synopsis

The night before our wedding, I found a memo on Edward Harris's tablet. It was called Wildcat Taming Logbook. It recorded every compromise I'd made over the past seven years. He'd written: [Ignore her for three days, and she'll apologize first. [Celebrate Olivia's birthday. She'll throw a fit, but she'll come back anyway.] The latest entry read: [Cancel the wedding and go see the aurora with Olivia. Bet how many days she can last this time.] At the end, there was a screenshot of his chat with his buddies. One of them asked, [What if you really push her away?] He replied, [Claire loves me so much. She wouldn't have the heart to leave me.] Half an hour later, he came home and told me the wedding was postponed. He said, "Olivia's been sick for years. This is her only wish. You've waited for me for seven years. What's a few more days?" I looked at the face I'd loved for seven years, and suddenly, arguing felt exhausting. "Okay," I said. He kissed me with a satisfied smile and turned to pack his bags. Later, I canceled the wedding party, took off my ring, and left it on his tablet. Then I grabbed my suitcase and walked out. This time, the wind swept through the long night, and I never looked back.