Before taking him to a nice restaurant to celebrate our anniversary, I surprise him by sitting him down, tying his hands behind his back, and questioning him about his infidelity. I go through his phone and interrogate him while spitting in his face. He can deny cheating on me all he wants but it won’t stop me from slapping him and calling him names. “How dare you!” I say before spitting in his face again and leaving him tied up and alone to think about what he’s done.
