LOGINI had been married to Natasha Bates for ten years, and not once did she ever join me for our family's Independence Day cookout. This year, on the night before the celebration, I finally gathered the courage to ask if she wanted to come. She scoffed and said, "What are you, stuck in the past? Who even celebrates the Fourth with a family dinner anymore?" Yet that very evening, I saw a social media post of Natasha with her male best friend, Stanley Rogers. They were quite intimate in the picture, and the caption read: [True happiness is celebrating Independence Day with your bestie!] I commented back: [Hope you two lovebirds make it official soon.] Stanley did not hold back. He messaged me a bunch of intimate photos of the two of them. Then, he added, [You're just a leech living off his wife. What right do you have to question anything about Nattie?] Everyone always thought I was a gold-digger living off Natasha's success. However, they all forgot that I was the sole major shareholder of the company. This time, I’m done staying silent.
View MoreI did not even remember how I made it home.The living room felt unbearably empty, and I stared at the urn sitting on the coffee table, still unable to accept it.I mumbled, "Nattie's dead? How's that possible..."I would rather she lived happily abroad with Stanley than see her contained in this small urn.I sat numbly in the room all night. Finally, I found the courage to open the envelope and insert the DVD into my computer.Her figure appeared on the screen. She was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, looking awfully thin.She was sitting in a wheelchair and murmuring to herself, "Kieran should've gotten over the heartbreak by now, right? He's always been responsible. With Ollie by his side, even if the pain hit hard at first, I know he's already picked himself up and moved forward."He'll be just fine without me. He and Ollie can still live a good life. But I miss him so much. I really wish I could go back and see him one more time."But I can't. I can't let him know t
Back at our old house, I lay alone on the big bed, feeling a wave of coldness I had never experienced before. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Natasha's gentle silhouette and caring gaze from that final month together.She clung to my thoughts like a shadow I could not shake. I could not sleep at all.I stared at the dark ceiling, silently wondering, 'Is this your final act of revenge? You knew I still loved you. So even in your exit, you had to leave a mark I'd never forget!'I stayed awake until dawn. The next day, I went to work as usual.I called a moving company to transfer Ollie's and my belongings to another house. I had originally wanted to sell our marital home to avoid the painful reminders, but I hesitated just as I was about to list it with a realtor.'Keep it…' I thought.After moving to the new place with Ollie, I gradually adapted to single life. It was just a bit lonely, nothing more. Fortunately, I had Ollie with me, keeping me from feeling too isolated.Befor
I mailed the divorce papers to Natasha, but she did not sign them.After a month of back and forth, I finally went to see her. She was much thinner and did not look like she had been doing well. It was as if she had been having a rough time.I said, "Just sign them already. There's no point dragging this out!"You know how I am. Once I've decided on something, I don't change my mind. I didn't take a single thing that wasn't mine. None of the post-marriage assets I wasn't entitled to."Natasha appeared exhausted and pale. She stared blankly at the divorce papers in front of her for a while before saying bitterly, "I'll sign them, but I have one condition.""What is it?" I asked, looking straight into her eyes. "Move back into the house and live with me for one more month. Let's go back to how things were, just for that month."I was taken aback by the request. After a brief silence, I gave a quiet nod. "As you wish." I moved back to the old home with Ollie, and our family of t
Clinging to the last bit of hope, Ollie and I waited all day and night in the small yard of the farm resort.It was not until the next morning that Natasha finally called. She said, "Stanley's injuries are worse than I thought. He can't be alone right now. Just wait a little longer…"I listened to her explanation in silence, then quietly hung up the phone.Stanley might be younger than us, but he was nonetheless a grown man. Besides, he had a family of his own.If something really happened, why did he call Natasha instead of them?Everyone could see exactly what was going on, yet Natasha was still enabling him.I never should have had any expectations of her. I was deeply mistaken.Nonetheless, I had truly let go this time.I had given her so many chances, and she had not taken any of them. No point in trying to hold onto a woman whose heart was not here anymore.I did not return to the house I had carefully decorated for us. Instead, I took Ollie to a newly purchased apartmen
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