It started as a lighthearted prank—a playful note on my husband’s chest before his office Christmas party: “This is my husband. If you touch him, you’ll pay for it. – M.” Travis laughed, kissed me, and promised to return early. But when he came home drunk, there was an unexpected reply: “Keep the change.”
Doubts began to creep in. On my mom’s advice, I tracked his car days later. When he said he was working late, I followed the GPS to a house and saw him kissing another woman. Confronting them, she told me, “You deserve better. Men like him are spare change—easy to throw away.”
Heartbroken, I left. This Christmas revealed a painful truth: love requires trust, respect, and honesty. I realized I deserve better than a partner who doesn’t value these.
