My wife stopped wearing her wedding ring, but I didn’t ask why.
One morning, I noticed her bare finger.
“Where’s your ring?” I asked.
“I forgot it,” she replied.
But it happened again the next day.
Soon, she became distant, stayed out late, and guarded her phone.
One night, I asked, “Is there someone else?”
She stared at me before saying, “I need space.”
The next morning, she packed her suitcase and walked away without explaining.