My Wife Ended Our 20-Year Marriage in a Single Night — All She Left Behind Was a Bottle of Floor Cleaner and a Note

Sitting there in our half-empty bedroom, memories flooded back. Twenty years ago, Elise and I were inseparable. We met at my cousin’s wedding.

I’d given a best man’s speech that had the whole room laughing, and she’d sought me out afterward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. We were THAT couple — the ones who could finish each other’s sentences, dance in grocery store aisles, and make our friends roll their eyes with our inside jokes. Everyone wanted what we had.

Her favorite perfume still lingered in the air, a ghost of her presence that made everything feel surreal. I didn’t understand why Elise left me. “What did I do wrong?” I asked the empty room.

“What did I miss?”

The silence offered no answers, just the soft ticking of the clock we’d bought together on our honeymoon in Paris. Two days passed in a blur of unanswered calls and sleepless nights. Then fate decided to twist the knife.

I walked into Brewzz Café, desperate for something stronger than my home brew. And there she was. Elise.

My wife. With a man I’d never seen before. They shared a muffin and looked like they’d known each other forever.

My feet moved before my brain could catch up. “ELISE?”

She looked up, completely unsurprised. Her hair was different, styled in a way I’d never seen before.

It made her look younger and more vibrant. “Hello, Johnny.”

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