She Skipped Our Wedding Toast, So I Filed for Divorce

My cousin was getting married over the holiday, but my wife wouldn't come to the reception with me.

I'd seen it coming. Every holiday, every family occasion, she always found some excuse not to make the trip home with me.

I'd braced for it. Still, standing there at the reception while relatives asked after her, something curdled in my chest.

I'd known for a long time that plenty of them talked behind my back, said I wasn't much of a man, couldn't even bring my own wife home.

Some had started whispering that I was already divorced.