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“I planned on it,” I say. “It just kept slipping from my mind.”

“But it seems like you’ve had lots of time to think about it. Since moving here, all we’ve done is eat, work out, and fuck. So, I don’t understand why you haven’t done this one thing for me.”

There it is.

The perfect dig.

I was months into the hockey season when I was forced to retire. That meant spending most of my days at the rink, games at night, traveling the country nonstop. When all that was taken away from me, I just needed a minute. Did I take my wife somewhere exotic to celebrate? Did I turn into this romantic, loving guy, giving her all my attention?

Nah. I didn’t do any of that.

I thought about myself instead.

She deserves more than that. But there’s nothing I can do to change what I did, and there’s nothing I want to do at this point.

“If you’re trying to start a fight, Tilly, I’m not going to sit here and argue with you. But, if there’s something you want to say, I’ll listen.”

Her stare intensifies. “I want t