The 99th Yes and the Final Goodbye

During our marriage anniversary celebration, Bernard's body mysteriously exhibited crimson blemishes.

In the past, he had asked for my hand in marriage 99 times to secure my acceptance.

These days, he spent his evenings in the company of other individuals.

Gazing at me with apparent fondness, he offered a specially crafted, unique band, saying: "Jane".

I reciprocated with a present of my own, instructing him, "Wait two weeks before opening this!"

He was unaware that it contained legal documents for ending our marriage.

By the time he discovered its contents, I would have disappeared from his life permanently.