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"Have fun with your new husband." Steven said it with an easy smile as he zipped up my rolling suitcase. We were standing in our living room. Our trial marriage starts tonight. Under the rules, we have to separate and move into different apartments with new partners for three weeks. After that, we move back in together for three weeks. Then we have to make our final choice: get engaged, or break up forever. I was the one who brought us here. I gave Steven an ultimatum because our relationship was stuck in place. We have been together for three years. Steven loved his routine. He went to work, went out drinking with his friends, and came home happy. He never wanted to talk about marriage or buying a home. Whenever I brought up our future, he told me to relax. He said we were fine the way we were. I felt like someone he took for granted. I pushed for this experiment because I wanted to shake him awake. I thought that if he saw another man taking care of me, he would finally get scared of losing me. I wanted him to fight for me. Instead, Steven packed his duffel bag without any hesitation. He acted like he was going on a normal weekend trip with his friends. "Are you really not bothered by this?" I asked him. "Why would I be bothered?" he said. "It's three weeks. We know we're solid. Just enjoy the nice apartment, eat good food, and don't let the guy annoy you." He genuinely thought he was being supportive. That hurt worse than an argument. He wasn't jealous. He wasn't worried. He didn't see another man as a threat because he assumed I would never leave him. To him, I was someone who would always be there no matter what he did. I spent weeks crying before I gave him the ultimatum. I thought risking our relationship would force him to realize what I meant to him. But he didn't feel any danger. He didn't care that I was walking out the door tonight to live with another man. Steven sets my suitcase by the front door and opens a beer. He tells me to treat the next three weeks like a vacation and not stress about him. He leans against the counter with an easy smile, waiting for me to leave. You decide what happens next. #interactivestory #sagaland

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Sagaland - Interactive Fiction