Over the years, I had knitted Fabian scarves, bow ties, socks, and sweaters.That morning, I saw Yelena's post about celebrating his birthday on Instagram. The attached welcome card was from a famous hotel.I turned off my phone notifications and focused on studying for my counseling course. I knew I needed to make a living after the divorce. Fortunately, even though my memory was fading, my ability to learn had not declined. After all, I no longer had to give Fabian my full attention and love anymore.I was learning surprisingly fast too.At 10:00 pm, I was ready to sleep after my shower. But I received a call from Fabian, and I wondered how he had the time to call me at this hour. I hadn't expected his tone to be off the moment I answered."Anya, do you really not remember what day it is today?"I looked at the night view photo from the hotel Yelena had just shared five minutes ago. Suddenly, I couldn't figure him out anymore. "Fabian, I'm a little tired today. I'm going to s
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