True Love and Betrayal

Synopsis

On Valentine's Day, I bought all the ingredients in advance and spent the afternoon in the kitchen, preparing a feast, waiting for my husband to come home so we could enjoy the festival together. But he sent a message. [The project is rushing. I have to fly to Othaerin tonight and might stay for a week.] I didn't ask further. I re-heated the dishes and ate the entire cake slowly. Late that night, his ex-girlfriend posted a photo on social media. In the picture, she was snuggled up to him, smiling sweetly, with the Valentine's Day festival in Othaerin as the backdrop. Her caption read: [I casually mentioned wanting to see the festival, and he flew to Othaerin overnight to accompany me. This must be what they call favoritism.] I looked at the screen, neither crying nor making a scene, just gently liking the post. Less than a minute later, his call came through. His voice betrayed a nervousness he couldn't hide. He said, "Don't overthink it. I'll definitely be home with you next Valentine's Day…' I smiled faintly and put the phone aside. There wouldn't be a next year for us.