When Love Breaks

At the annual party, just as my husband was about to announce our relationship, his intern deliberately put up the wrong photos.

Instead of our wedding pictures, the screen flashed sweet, intimate shots of him and the intern.

I stayed quiet for a moment, then casually stepped aside, giving them the spotlight. I even raised my glass and offered a toast, wishing them a lifetime of happiness.

But the intern shattered her glass, her eyes brimming with tears. "Ms. Ashford, you know I'm allergic to alcohol, yet you still pushed me to drink. Are you really wishing me well, or trying to hurt me?"