My Husband Called Me Unremarkable, Then Learned Hi…

of the city slowing to its nighttime rhythm.

My phone was on silent, but I could see it lighting up on the counter.

Text after text.

I didn’t read them.

Instead, I sat down on the couch in the darkness and waited.

For what?

I wasn’t entirely sure.

Grief, maybe.

Regret.

The emotional aftermath of detonating seven years of marriage in front of an audience.

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