My husband said a quiet weekend in the mountains would help us reconnect. By the time we reached the trail, I realized he had brought me there for a very different reason.
My husband took me on a “make-up weekend” to save our marriage and left me injured on a mountain.
Still, I knew something was off.
Then two weeks ago, he came home acting almost gentle.
He kissed my forehead and said, “I booked us a weekend in the mountains.”
So I said yes.
I blinked. “What?”
“A reset,” he said. “Just us. Fresh air. No distractions. We need to reconnect.”