“It’s cozy here, like a pensioner,” my ex-husband declared right from the doorway, barely stepping into the room where I was celebrating my anniversary with my girlfriends. He didn’t even take off his coat. He headed straight toward me.
“Hello, ex-girlfriend,” he added with a wry smile.
He was holding a girl in a tight beige dress by the arm.
About twenty-five, no more.
The same age as our eldest daughter.
The music stopped on its own. Just a moment ago, the guests were laughing, discussing something, clinking glasses.
Now silence fell over the room. I stood at the table, clutching the stem of my glass so tightly that my fingers turned white.
We hadn’t seen each other for three years.
Since the day he said he’d “outgrown our relationship” and went looking for inspiration.
Looks like he found it.
What happened next changed everything…
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