After three years of marriage, my husband still forgets me every day

For three years, my husband, Liam Hayes, never really knew me.

He could remember every face in the world, except mine.

I’d change my hairstyle, and he’d ask, “Excuse me, miss, are you looking for someone?”

I’d wear a different dress, and he’d assume I was the new housekeeper.

On our anniversary, I was trapped in a collapsed mine shaft with employees from his company.

In the suffocating darkness, I groped my way to him and told him my name was Evelyn Reed.

He pushed me away with a scoff. “Stop pretending. My wife isn’t even here.”