No matter where he went on business, he always took the initiative to tell me.
Even when he ate something delicious while he was out, he would share it with me right away and start planning to take me there next time.
But all of that had been before he fell in love with golf.
Ever since he became obsessed with it, a lot of things had slowly changed.
Maybe what he had truly fallen for was never golf itself.
Maybe through golf, he had fallen for Freya.
The feelings between us had long since faded into something as bland as plain water.
And the freshness and thrill Freya carried were what fascinated him more.
Again and again, he left me behind while we were trying for a baby.
In the end, he was not running toward golf.
He was running toward her.
Still, I did not believe he loved Fr
