I’ve been married to Ethan for four years now. We’re a typical couple with no kids, and we’ve been through our fair share of ups and downs. I love him, or at least I thought I did until everything changed overnight.
I’ve had my heart set on one dream: visiting my father’s grave in Europe. He passed away a few months ago. I wasn’t able to say goodbye in person, and it’s haunted me ever since. So, I started saving.
I’m a nurse, so it wasn’t easy, but I managed to stash away over $5,000 in a little box in my closet. That money was my ticket to closure, to finally paying my respects. Ethan knew about my goal, and he always supported it, or so I thought.
