Dang she found it!
I headed over to my old Amouage box, confident my little hiding trick had kept my favorite unisex fragrance safe. When I opened it up, though, the truth hit me fast.The bottle was halfway gone. My wife had clearly found my stash and been enjoying it behind my back. All I could do was stand there staring at the bottle, half laughing and half hurt, like I’d just walked in on a fragrance crime scene.
Southwest Georgia
2025/9/20 Edited to
