ON OUR ANNIVERSARY, MY HUSBAND LEFT FOR AN EMERGENCY MEETING & I RECEIVED A CAKE THAT SAID, “IT’S TIME TO GET DIVORCED.”
It was our first wedding anniversary. Thomas and I had an amazing year together, and I wanted to make the night unforgettable. I spent two weeks planning everything—the perfect dinner, the gift he always wanted, and I picked out a dress that made me feel stunning.
As I was lighting the last candle, my phone rang. It was Thomas.
“Hey darling, I’m so sorry… I have to fly out for an emergency meeting. We’ll celebrate when I’m back.”
I held back my disappointment and said, “Of course, honey.” Then I just sat on the couch, staring at the table I set for two.
A knock at the door pulled me out of it. It was a courier.
“Anna? Delivery for you.”
He handed me a beautiful box. My heart lifted—I thought Thomas had planned a surprise after all.
I opened the box, saw a cake… and nearly dropped it.
Written in icing: “It’s Time to Get Divorced.”
Before I could even react, my phone rang again
The caller ID flashed, and it was Thomas. My hand was shaking as I answered. I didn’t know what to say. Was this his cruel way of breaking the news?
“Anna, thank God! Did you get the delivery? Please tell me you got the cake.” His voice was frantic, not like someone about to get a divorce.
“Thomas… I got a cake,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “And it says…” I couldn’t bring myself to say the words.
“What? What does it say? There’s been a mix-up! It was supposed to be a surprise from me.”
My heart was pounding. “It says… ‘It’s Time to Get Divorced.’”
There was a long silence on the other end, and then a strangled, half-choked laugh. “No. Oh my God, no! That was not for you. That was for Sarah. My business partner, Sarah! Her husband just moved out, and I ordered a ‘joke’ cake for her.”
I slumped onto the couch, relief washing over me so completely that I felt dizzy.
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