So, my husband has this female coworker he’s super close with—basically his assistant.
But here’s the thing: they’re both going after the same promotion.And I’m not gonna lie… I was jealous. He spends more time with her than with me, and then he tells me he’s going on a week-long business trip WITH HER.
What he didn’t tell me? They’d be sharing a hotel room. I didn’t blow up, though. I had a plan.
But just a few hours after they left for the airport, he called me… in tears. “Baby,” he said, “I just wanted to say goodbye because…”
“…because I didn’t know if I’d be able to talk to you for a while,” my husband, Marcus, choked into the phone. His voice was trembling so much that I could practically feel his fear across the line. My heart skipped a beat.
“What happened? Are you okay?” I asked, my voice shaking as I gripped my phone. All my jealousy and annoyance flew right out the window, replaced by this sudden worry for the man I love.
He let out a shaky breath. “We got rerouted to a different airport because of some intense storms. It’s chaos here. The airline can’t give us a flight until tomorrow afternoon, and we’re stuck waiting for hours in this super crowded terminal.”
I felt a wave of relief and confusion. “That’s it? You’re crying because of a flight delay?” I asked, trying to keep my tone gentle.
He paused. “It’s not just that. My coworker—her name is Celeste—she got an urgent phone call. Her father had a heart attack. She’s panicked, trying to figure out if she should stay or go home, and it’s just… everything’s so overwhelming right now. I saw her break down, and I started thinking about you and our life together, and then—I’m sorry, I just needed to hear your voice.”
