We had been married for 40 years. The day after we got married, I kept a bag in my stash, and every time I cheated, I threw a rock in the sack.
Yesterday, quite by accident, my wife found the bag, and when she asked me what it was, I was confused at first, then I said it was the sweet and gentle words you said to me during our time together.
She got very excited, hugged me, praised me for such a thing, then said, let’s count them and see how many there are.
We counted, and it ended up being 994. My wife was happy, and I was terribly ashamed, I realized how bad I was, but I had no other choice.