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The Day Love Died

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 717    |    Released on: 09/07/2025

ple of kids. In our early days, Chloe dreamed of it too. We' d spend late nights sketching out our future, her

gone wrong. But watching her family lose everything ignited a different kind of fire in Chloe. A desperate,

ing corporate job I hated, a job that slowly chipped away at my soul, so she could chase her dr

became a high-rise apartment closer to her office.

lled. The old dream flickered back to life. But Chloe... Chloe was panicked. When the doctor confirmed it was a mistake, her relief was

on the altar of her career. The pain of it was a physical thing, a heavy w

d printed out. I had called a lawyer yesterday. The decision was

, closer to the indie game development community. I transferred half of our joint savings into

ame back that evening. It had been a week si

the boxes. Her usual confidence was g

you doing?

" I replied, not

the thought of me leaving had never seriously crossed her mind. In

with a familiar note of indignation. "You're leavin

s this not good enough for you? Would you rather we were still struggl

her voice was thick.

iam and I were just talking. We need a graphic designer for a new marketing campaign.

lting, so completely tone-deaf, I could only stare at her. She

t's a cute hobby, Ethan." "Nobody makes a living from i

b, as if it were a great priz

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“My game, "Echoes of Starlight," the culmination of years of my life, was finally launching. My wife, Chloe, wasn' t there, opting instead for a critical business dinner with her partner, Liam. The moment it went live, a text from her arrived, calling my life' s work a mere "hobby," a phrase that felt like a mockery, solidifying the sickening feeling that for years, "for us" had always meant "for her ambition, fueled by my dreams." That night, Liam's cologne clinging to her, she breezily dismissed my hurt, doubling down on her priorities, until I, completely hollowed out, declared our marriage over. In a dramatic twist, I revealed years of hidden financial success from my "little pixel art," shattering her condescending view of me. The final blow came at a tech gala, where I, the "Breakout Developer," was courted by a publishing giant, a scene she witnessed in shocked silence. She tried to reconcile, desperately asking if I still loved her, even using our shared tragedy-a miscarriage-as a bargaining chip. But the love had died, starved by her neglect. I calmly told her, "No." My freedom had finally begun.”
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