Stay or Leave?

The jeweler’s confirmation left no room for doubt. The truth, brutal as it was, could no longer be ignored. The ring I had cherished for decades had become a symbol of something far more complex—a witness to lies and betrayal. As I walked home, the weight of that truth bore down on me.

Inside, John was waiting, his eyes filled with the same uncertainty I felt. The life we had built seemed so fragile like a beautiful vase cracked along its edges. I knew a decision loomed. Rebuilding or letting go wouldn’t be easy, but one thing was clear: the truth had changed us. Whatever came next hinged on my decision.