The Heart That Turned Cold

After seven years of marriage, my wife told me she would no longer share a bed with me. She said she was frigid.

Once, after getting drunk, she ended up crossing that line with me.

When she sobered up and realized what had happened, she locked herself in the bathroom and scrubbed herself clean for three days, sick with disgust the entire time.

Later, she came back and demanded that I get a vasectomy if I wanted our dead bedroom to come back to life. I agreed, but I never went through with it.