Scarlett’s romantic weekend imploded on the drive home when her husband, Sheldon, fixated on a friendly waiter and let jealousy boil over. After a shouting match, he pulled to the shoulder and ordered her out—thirty miles from home. Shaking and furious, she hitched a ride with a kind stranger and wondered how their “perfect” getaway had turned into abandonment.
Karma landed fast. Up the highway, police had stopped Sheldon for speeding and reckless driving, his car on the verge of being towed. Scarlett calmly asked to drive it home, took the keys, and left him to face the ticket. She reclaimed her power on that ride back, deciding any future together would require trust—not tantrums.
