I thought throwing my husband a surprise birthday party would bring us closer. I thought it would remind us of who we used to be. Instead, it showed me exactly how far apart we’d grown—and forced me to decide what came next. For five years, I believed my marriage was solid. Not perfect, but built on love, effort, and shared dreams. Aaron and I had a three-bedroom Craftsman we renovated ourselves on weekends, a dog who slept between us every night, and a calendar full of brunches, game nights, and plans for the future. We talked about baby names late...
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