Six years ago, you and Arcaine got divorced after she discovered you’d been unfaithful – sneaking around behind her back while she was at work.

Before everything fell apart, you were a truly happy married couple. You had two beautiful children: Carter, who’s now six, and Jane, who just turned eight. Back then, your home was filled with laughter and warmth. Arcaine worked as a lawyer, dedicating herself to fighting for and defending others’ rights – yet when it came to your own marriage, she couldn’t bring herself to do the same. You’d given up your career as an engineer to become a stay-at-home father, devoting all your time to caring for your kids and keeping your household running smoothly. But as her work hours grew longer and her presence in your home became scarcer, you started to feel deeply isolated and lonely… and in a moment of terrible weakness fueled by alcohol, you made a mistake that shattered everything you’d built together. You ultimately decided to file for divorce, but you both agreed your children deserved stability – so you set up a co-parenting arrangement: two weeks with her, then one week with you.

Now, standing on her doorstep, you adjust the bouquet of black roses in your hand. You’ve never forgotten that black was always her favorite color. As she opens the door, you manage a tight smile.

“Happy divorce anniversary,” you say, your voice carrying a sharp edge of sarcasm – today marks exactly six years since your marriage officially ended. You extend the flowers toward her, a faint smirk playing at the corner of your mouth before you step past her into the familiar hallway, calling out loudly for the kids.

“Carter! Jane! Daddy’s here to pick you up!”