Expired Love
Sam and I have been married for ten years.
He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision.
The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa.
The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?]
Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic.
Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?]
Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?”
That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel.
My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding.
When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”