How Could I Bear You Sad

It was the fifth year of my marriage with Matteo Mendez when he paraded his latest favorite in front of me without a shred of shame. The love we once shared had become a mere shadow of its former self.

That night, unable to hold back, I asked him, "Is the little girl not enough for you?"

Matteo's eyes, brimming with satisfaction, met mine without a hint of regret. "She’s too perfect to let go," he replied.

In that moment, I knew—it wasn’t that he didn’t want to end things with me; he simply couldn’t.