Till Death Do Us Part

Synopsis

Sitting in the passenger seat of my devoted, almost saint-like husband's car, I suddenly had the urge to try out a viral internet trend. "Why does your passenger seat smell like someone else's perfume? Are you having an affair?" I asked. He fell silent for a long moment. When he finally spoke, it sounded like he was discussing something entirely trivial. "She knows her place. She never posts on Instagram or TikTok, and she would never cause a scene in front of you." In our seven years of marriage, he had never spoken to me in that tone. His first time ever giving me the cold shoulder was because he was cheating on me. I stared at his flawless side profile and suddenly felt like I was looking at a complete stranger. The following morning, I opened my drawer, signed the non-disclosure agreement for the National Science Institute, and mailed it out. I would officially start my new role in three days. By then, my current identity would be completely erased. I would not be allowed any contact with the outside world for five years. Michael Reed, we would never see each other again.