The point system seemed innocent enough at first. I thought it was just Mr. Reinhardt's way of tracking who visited him. None of us realized he was meticulously documenting every minute, every call, and every act of kindness. Not until the lawyer opened the envelope that suddenly changed my life.
The message sat there on my screen, impossible to misinterpret. One careless tap, and 11 years of marriage suddenly hung by a thread. Everyone saw it… my parents, his parents, and our friends. I couldn't believe my husband could break my heart like this.
I never thought I'd be the wife who comes home early to find her husband packing his life away. But there I was, standing in my own living room, watching 16 years of marriage being stuffed into suitcases alongside my jewelry and our joint savings.
They say revenge is best served cold, but mine came with a side of baby spit-up and toddler tantrums. When my husband claimed I "do nothing all day," I decided to give him the relaxing day at home he thought I enjoyed. What happened next was something he wasn't expecting.
I never thought I'd see him again. Not after all these years. Not after he saved my life that night in the snowstorm and vanished without a trace. But there he was, sitting in the subway station with his hands outstretched for change. The man who once saved me was now the one who needed saving.