After 23 years of wedlock, Mary merely desired an evening out with her spouse, Jack.

 


Yet, when he declined—confessing he felt ashamed of her—she never could have predicted the lesson that awaited her.  

Jack and Mary had been wedded for more than twenty years, bringing up four kids together. Their lives had settled into a monotonous routine—one that no longer ignited any enthusiasm between them.  

Jack would return from work, collapse onto the couch, and switch on the television. Meanwhile, Mary’s day seemed never-ending. She prepared meals, tidied up, assisted with schoolwork, did the laundry, and tucked their youngest into bed—only pausing when sheer exhaustion overtook her.  

Late at night, when the home was silent, she would watch romantic films, envisioning herself in those tales. She longed to feel cherished, to feel valued.  

One evening, as she gazed into the mirror, she hardly recognized her reflection. The lively young woman from her wedding portrait had vanished, replaced by someone weary, depleted, and overlooked. But she refused to accept that as her fate.  

The following day, when Jack arrived home, Mary arranged the table with a little extra attention. During supper, she mustered her bravery.  

“Jack,” she said, offering a gentle smile, “I was considering… perhaps we could go out on a date. There’s a new place downtown. It would be wonderful to spend some time together.”  

Jack chuckled derisively, taken aback by the proposal.  

“A date? What for? It’s not a significant day or anything.”  

Mary’s smile wavered.  

“Do we require a reason?” she asked softly. “We used to go out simply because we wanted to.”  

Rather than being touched, Jack grew annoyed.  

“Look at you!” he sneered. “Why would I take you anywhere? You look awful.”  

Mary’s heart ached.  

“I just finished tidying the house, that’s why I look like this,” she murmured.  

Jack shook his head, utterly unbothered.  

“No. You appear like this every single day. You used to take pride in your appearance—styling your hair, dressing attractively—but now?” He grimaced. “You resemble an old spinster. I don’t know when you stopped making an effort.”  

Tears stung Mary’s eyes, yet Jack remained unyielding.  

“To be frank, I feel ashamed of you,” Jack stated. “I can’t be seen out with you like this.”  

Then, without uttering another word, he grabbed his coat and strode out the door.  

Jack headed to his closest friend Samuel’s house, eager for an evening at the bar. However, Sam shook his head.  

“Apologies, buddy. I have a date with my wife.”  

Jack scowled, feeling slighted.  

“A date? On an ordinary night?”  

Before Sam could respond, his wife appeared at the top of the stairs—glowing.  

She wore an elegant dress, her hair beautifully arranged. In her hands, she carried a bouquet of fresh blossoms.  

“Sam, I just found these in our bedroom!” she exclaimed, kissing him on the cheek.  

“I’m happy you like them.” Sam grinned, pulling a gift bag from behind the door.  

She peeked inside the bag and gasped in astonishment.  

“Sam, this is gorgeous! I’ll wear this tonight!” she said, rushing off to change.  

Jack observed in shock.  

“Your wife looks stunning,” he muttered. “And she looks… joyful. Mine always seems miserable. She hardly ever smiles anymore.”  

Sam’s expression grew solemn.  

“When was the last time you took Mary on a date?” Sam inquired.  

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