Rewind — The Vanishing Wife

This is me getting married. That's my wife, running away. The guy grinning worse than crying is my buddy. The truth isn't that dramatic. My wife vanished the day after the wedding.

I opened the door. My buddy was sitting at home. What are you doing in my house? Where's my wife? Um...

She left. What do you mean? I knew you two had something going on. My head was spinning.

But on our last trip, I sensed something off. Why do you never say you love me?

Too embarrassing. I can't say it. Anyone could tell she was brushing me off.

After that, everywhere we went, she was always guarded with me. No peeking. It won't work if you see.

Thinking back now, I bet she wrote my buddy's name. And, she had zero patience with me.

Maybe we should head home. I'm tired. My wife gone, I kicked my buddy out.

For two weeks after, I hid at home, watching our videos on repeat, until

I got that call. What happened? Why, at his age, would this happen? Say something!