He Went on Vacation Alone, Abandoning Me and Our Baby at The Airport β My Lesson Made Him Regret It
At the airport, I stood holding Sophia as she wailed, wondering where Ryan was. Then my phone buzzed: a selfie of him on the plane.
“I couldn’t wait more as I really needed this vacation. I work so hard. Come with the next flight,” he wrote.
My jaw dropped. Heβd left us. Just like that.
Sophia cried harder, and I whispered, “It’s okay, sweetie. We’re going home.”
Once home, I thought of a plan. I called Ryanβs hotel. The receptionist agreed to help:
“Wake-up calls at 3 AM, 5 AM, and 7 AM? Room service? Booking him for every tour? Certainly.”
I smiled grimly. Then I packed his prized possessions β gaming console, records, suits β and put them in storage.
“If he wants a solo vacation, he can have a solo life,” I muttered.
Finally, I called a locksmith. As the locks changed, Ryan kept sending pictures from his βvacationβ β each one showing him more tired and annoyed.
“Good,” I thought. “Let him suffer a bit.”
I remembered Ryan’s selfish grin in that airport selfie, and my resolve hardened.
My revenge was brutal… and his return home would be even more dreadful… Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI