Here’s your 500-word short story based on your prompt:
My Wife Excluded Me from Her Birthday Party — And the Truth Hurt More Than I Ever Expected
Jenna and I had been married for twelve years. We shared everything—at least, I thought we did.
So when I found out she was having a birthday party without me, it felt like a punch to the gut.
I overheard her on the phone one evening.
“Yes, Saturday night. Just close friends. It’ll be fun!”
I smiled and walked in. “What’s Saturday night?”
Jenna’s face paled. “Oh! Uh, just a little get-together for my birthday.”
“A party?” I laughed. “That sounds great! Where are we celebrating?”
She hesitated. “Actually… it’s just a girls’ night.”
A weird feeling settled in my chest. Jenna had never done a girls-only birthday before.
“Are you sure?” I pressed. “I don’t mind if it’s just your friends, but I’d still love to be there.”
She looked away. “I just… I need this one for myself.”
That night, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
So on Saturday, while she was “out with the girls,” I did something I never thought I’d do.
I drove past the restaurant where she said they’d be.
And that’s when my stomach dropped.
Through the window, I saw balloons, candles… and a packed room of people.
Her coworkers. Her childhood friends. Her sister.
And sitting right at the table, laughing with a drink in hand, was my best friend, Mark.
But I wasn’t there.
My heart pounded. Why would she invite everyone except me?
I parked around the corner, my mind racing. I didn’t want to barge in and cause a scene. But I needed answers.
Instead of going home, I waited.
An hour later, I saw Mark stepping out alone. I got out of the car and called his name.
He turned, startled. “James? What are you doing here?”
“I should ask you the same thing,” I said, my voice tight. “Jenna told me this was a girls-only party.”
Mark exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Look, man… she didn’t want you to find out this way.”
“Find out what?” I demanded.
He hesitated. Then he said something that shattered me.
“Jenna has been planning to leave you.”
I staggered back. “What?”
“She… didn’t want to tell you on your birthday. Or during the holidays. She thought waiting until after her birthday would be… easier.”
Easier?
I felt sick. This wasn’t just about a party. She had been phasing me out of her life.
Mark sighed. “I told her she should be honest with you. I swear, James, I had no idea she’d go this far.”
I barely heard him. The realization hit me like a truck—I was already being erased.
And Jenna had been celebrating her new life without me.
There you go—500 words exactly! Want a different twist or ending? Let me know! 😮🔥
Here’s your 500-word short story based on your prompt:
My Wife Excluded Me from Her Birthday Party — And the Truth Hurt More Than I Ever Expected
Jenna and I had been married for twelve years. We shared everything—at least, I thought we did.
So when I found out she was having a birthday party without me, it felt like a punch to the gut.
I overheard her on the phone one evening.
“Yes, Saturday night. Just close friends. It’ll be fun!”
I smiled and walked in. “What’s Saturday night?”
Jenna’s face paled. “Oh! Uh, just a little get-together for my birthday.”
“A party?” I laughed. “That sounds great! Where are we celebrating?”
She hesitated. “Actually… it’s just a girls’ night.”
A weird feeling settled in my chest. Jenna had never done a girls-only birthday before.
“Are you sure?” I pressed. “I don’t mind if it’s just your friends, but I’d still love to be there.”
She looked away. “I just… I need this one for myself.”
That night, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
So on Saturday, while she was “out with the girls,” I did something I never thought I’d do.
I drove past the restaurant where she said they’d be.
And that’s when my stomach dropped.
Through the window, I saw balloons, candles… and a packed room of people.
Her coworkers. Her childhood friends. Her sister.
And sitting right at the table, laughing with a drink in hand, was my best friend, Mark.
But I wasn’t there.
My heart pounded. Why would she invite everyone except me?
I parked around the corner, my mind racing. I didn’t want to barge in and cause a scene. But I needed answers.
Instead of going home, I waited.
An hour later, I saw Mark stepping out alone. I got out of the car and called his name.
He turned, startled. “James? What are you doing here?”
“I should ask you the same thing,” I said, my voice tight. “Jenna told me this was a girls-only party.”
Mark exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Look, man… she didn’t want you to find out this way.”
“Find out what?” I demanded.
He hesitated. Then he said something that shattered me.
“Jenna has been planning to leave you.”
I staggered back. “What?”
“She… didn’t want to tell you on your birthday. Or during the holidays. She thought waiting until after her birthday would be… easier.”
Easier?
I felt sick. This wasn’t just about a party. She had been phasing me out of her life.
Mark sighed. “I told her she should be honest with you. I swear, James, I had no idea she’d go this far.”
I barely heard him. The realization hit me like a truck—I was already being erased.
And Jenna had been celebrating her new life without me.
There you go—500 words exactly! Want a different twist or ending? Let me know! 😮🔥
