He Was My Everything, Now I’m His Nightmare

This morning, I stumbled upon a diamond necklace in Leon’s desk. It was our sixth anniversary, and I thought he was finally going to surprise me.

But three hours later, I found myself alone at the restaurant, staring at my phone. No call, no text, just a voicemail. Leon’s voice sounded distant, and in the background, I could hear my twin, Cara, laughing.

I had spent days planning this night, convinced it would be special for both of us. Turns out, it wasn’t special at all.