It began as a harmless prank—a playful note I scribbled on my husband’s chest before he left for his work Christmas party. Little did I know, that lighthearted moment would spark a chain of events that changed everything I thought I knew about our marriage.
I’m Micaela, married to Travis for five years. We were the couple everyone admired, a perfect balance of my practicality and his charm. Life threw its challenges at us—grief, career struggles—but we always found our way together, or so I believed.
Lately, the distance between us grew quietly, with his long work hours and my remote job leaving little time together. Still, I trusted him completely.
That night, as Travis buttoned his shirt, I scrawled a cheeky message on his chest: “This is my husband. Touch him, and you’ll pay. – M.” I had no idea what it would set in motion.
