Reunion again, but the person is gone

Summary

At a poetry slam, everyone said my poem was better than Caspian Thorne's.

So my wife, Serena, forced me to publicly admit that I had plagiarized it. She ruined my reputation and my chances of ever getting into grad school.

When we got home, she made me kneel in the rain all night, just to appease her precious first love.

The next morning, she looked at my pathetic, rain-soaked form with disgust. "Stop acting like a victim and running to my mother for sympathy. If I find out you're using any m