The Room That Was Never Mine

Synopsis

Behind the wardrobe in the guest bedroom of our marital home, there was a yellowed sticky note. Only one line was written on it. *"Jia Ning, when you come back, this south-facing room will be yours to draw."* I stared at those words, a chill creeping down my spine. The next second, I pushed open the loose panel at the back of the wardrobe — and a whole wall of gift boxes quietly came into view. The boxes were arranged neatly by year. 2015. 2016. 2017. All the way to 2024. On every single box, the same name was written. *Jessica Schnabel.* And Ethan Green and I had been married for three years. --- Let me know if you'd like the rest of the story translated as well.