Loyal Pet No More

On our tenth wedding anniversary, my phone chimed with a bank alert for a hundred-thousand-dollar luxury jewelry purchase.

A second later, my wife's male assistant sent me a photo of two hands with fingers tightly intertwined.

I stared at the matching diamond bands in the picture and quietly froze her authorized user card.

Moments later, the assistant called me in tears, begging me not to get the wrong idea.

"Kellan, it's all my fault! I texted the wrong person. Please don't take it out on Y