[ WP ] You lament for your lost lover as , unbeknownst to you , your wife walks into the room .

Dawn was eager to break through the curtains and usher in a new life for me. I stepped out of bed and silenced the alarm that had also woken up my wife, Sharon. 
 
 “ Henry, what are you doing up this early? ” 
 
 “ I have an early meeting today. ” 
 
 She gave a grunt of approval and rolled back into her comfort. I breathed a feeble sigh of relief and grabbed the luggage I had packed the night before. I silently carried it down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee, my last cup of coffee in this once-precious house. 
 
 I was waiting at the door when I felt my mobile vibrate against my leg. It was from Jeremy, “ *You ’ ll want to read the paper this morning. * ” 
 
 I didn ’ t think much of it, in fact I intended not to. I waited patiently; remembering the first time I made the mistake of looking into those perilous blue eyes and feeling all of my convictions waver. She was vivacious; younger than I, and every step she took drew me further into her enchantment. Audrey could ’ ve asked any man to follow her and he ’ d have left all he owned to do it. I was flattered that she had chosen me, and I was entirely willing to leave all to be with her. 
 
 She was late today, but it wasn ’ t out of character. She was spontaneous, but I began to feel anxious. We had a plane to catch after all. 
 
 The phone buzzed once more, it was Jeremy again, “ *Seriously, read it. Obits. * ” 
 I figured I might as well take my time with the paper if Audrey was going to take her time arriving. I sat down and opened the Daily Telegraph. 
 
 I barely heard Sharon tromp down the stairs and waltz into the kitchen where I sat. 
 
 “ What ’ s wrong honey, why aren ’ t you at your meeting? ” 
 
 Her voice startled me. I quickly tried to rub the redness from my eyes and I flipped the page of the newspaper to prevent her from seeing the smeared ink over Audrey ’ s name in the obituaries. 
 
 “ It got cancelled, I ’ m going to go back to bed for awhile. ” 
 
 “ Alright. Is everything alright? ” 
 
 “ Yeah, love you Sharon. ” 
 
 I left the newspaper on the counter for her to read. I knew she would eventually find the obituary along with Audrey ’ s message to me, and I knew she ’ d piece everything together once she ’ d find me hanging in the closet. 

