The Final Anniversary

Summary

After we got back together, I changed.

I fixed all the "bad habits" Alex hated.

No more constant check-in texts, no more irrational jealousy, no more picking fights over stupid things.

I even found a tube of lipstick in the passenger seat—one that wasn't mine—and I just quietly tucked it into the glove compartment for him.

But instead of being pleased, Alex's face darkened, and he slammed on the brakes.