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My Wife Removed “Married” From Her Socials And Thought I Wouldn’t Notice. So…
Some betrayals arrive loudly — a slammed door, a shouted confession, a suitcase being dragged down the stairs.
Others arrive quietly, in the dim glow of a phone screen at 2:47 AM.

For Greg Morrison, it wasn’t a fight, a message, or even an accusation.
It was a single notification:

“Sandra has updated her relationship status.”
Except she didn’t update it.
She erased him.

Twelve years of marriage — deleted like an old photo she didn’t want anyone asking about.

Greg lay there in the dark, staring at his phone while his wife breathed steadily next to him, her perfect blonde hair fanned across the silk pillowcase he never liked but always paid for. She slept like someone with a clean conscience. Greg lay awake like someone who knew he was about to lose everything.

By trade, Greg fixed things.
Pipes, floorboards, foundations — anything broken, he could put back together.
But this?
This he didn’t know how to repair.
Not when Sandra had already started dismantling their life piece by piece.

Her Facebook timeline was a graveyard of erased memories.
Their wedding album? Archived.
Anniversary posts? Gone.
Photos together? Buried.
It was like watching someone surgically remove you from a world you thought you both built.

“Can’t sleep?” she murmured, startling him.

He hid the screen. “Checking the weather.”

Technically true — a storm was coming.
Just not the kind on the forecast.

Morning brought no answers.
Sandra followed her routine like a soldier following orders:
Shower at 6:15.
Makeup flawless by 6:45.
Coffee with oat milk because dairy was “too bloating.”
Her blazer tailored, her BMW spotless, her phone glued to her hand like oxygen.

“Client dinner tonight,” she said without looking up.
“The Hendersons.”

Interesting choice.
Because Greg had fixed the Hendersons’ sink three weeks earlier — right after they moved into the house Sandra had already sold them.

So who exactly was she meeting tonight?

As Greg sipped his coffee, watching her lock eyes with her phone instead of him, something inside him clicked. Not anger. Not fear. Something colder.
Something sharper.


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