He Forgot Our Anniversary, But Texted Her

 

I never knew a forgotten anniversary could slap harder than betrayal until I saw the look on his face when he realized he had forgotten. Blank. Confused. Like a man who’s just seen a pregnancy test and isn’t sure who the father is.

Our seventh anniversary came like any other day. I woke up early. Made breakfast with extra love. Even wore his favourite leggings, the ones he says distract him from TV. But he didn’t notice. Not even a side smile. I waited. And waited. Until I finally said, “Babe, do you know what today is?”

He blinked. Then said, “Tuesday?”

I nearly threw the tea thermos at him.

But I swallowed the rage and said nothing. Until, later that night, as he took a shower, his phone buzzed on the table. Now, I’m not one to snoop. But the spirit led me. And there it was. A message to his ex.

“Aki wewe ni yule dem wa dreams zangu.”

I didn’t even breathe.

He had attached a laughing emoji. And a heart. And then wrote, “Sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if we never broke up.”to read more click here