The Tenth Day of Goodbye

Summary

Three years into my husband’s affair, the System finally returned online. It told me I could go home.

For the final ten days, I stopped fighting. I stopped screaming.

I let him stay out all night with his sugar baby.

I let him regift the things I cherished to her.

On the day of my departure—my birthday—he stormed in with his mistress. He smashed my cake, pinned me against the window, and demanded to know why I tried to hurt their unborn child.

"When did you become so vicious, Elara?"

I laughed, too tired to explain.

"You're right. I am vicious."

"So, you two deserve each other."