On our wedding anniversary, my husband put something in my glass, I decided to replace it with his sisters glass
On the evening of our wedding anniversary, we gathered around the dinner table, laughter softening the edges of time. My husband lifted his glass in a quiet toast, his smile almost reverent. I mirrored the gesture—but as the rim neared my lips, I caught a flicker of movement. He’d slipped something into my drink. My … Read more