At the office, I received an unexpected call from a courier.
Confused, I accepted a parcel I hadn't purchased.
Inside the package, I discovered an assortment of foods meant to ease an upset stomach.
My phone chimed with a message from Jack.
"Jen, I know I messed up badly. I can't undo what's done or erase the hurt I've caused. But I promise to do better from now on. Would you consider giving our relationship another try?"
"I'm willing to do whatever it takes—please find it in your heart to forgive me."
His relentless pleas had finally started to break down my resolve.
I thought back to times when I'd been ill and longed for Jack to prepare some soup, but he'd always refuse.
He'd even state that cooking wasn't a man's responsibility, only to later meticulously prepare calorie-counted meals for Lily.
She'd share online, gushing, "My amazing boss brought the most delicious midnight snack. You're the best, boss~"