All Chapters of Divorce didn't make me your ex: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Prologue

LUNA I close the suitcase with a deep, frustrated sigh. The zipper slides smoothly to the end, locking not only the clothes but also sealing off the last remnants of what once was my marriage. I pick up the divorce papers from the dresser and walk toward the housekeeper, extending the envelope. “Give this to Mr. Montesino, please.” My voice comes out low. “Tell him to sign it and not to worry about his precious fortune, because I don’t want a single cent of what’s his.” She hesitates, holding the envelope as if it were burning her hands. Her eyes beg me for mercy. “Mrs. Montesino, at least wait until he arrives…” her plea sounds like a last thread of hope, but I only smile — a sad and determined smile. “I won’t be a Montesino anymore, Lita. From today on, I’m Luna Bexter again. And as for waiting for him to come…” Thalita knew better than anyone that I had already waited too long for him. I look at the clock on the wall. 4:59 p.m. My heart beats slow, heavy. With each passing se

1 - Reality

ACEThe drone of voices in the boardroom wears me out more than anything. Some days, it feels like my whole world is moving in circles, spinning and spinning, going nowhere. Today was one of those days. One where all I wanted was to go home and rip off this damn tie that’s choking me, as if to remind me that I’m still trapped.“Mr. Montesino, with your authorization, we could—”“Do whatever you want, Alfonso. Just send me the report,” I cut in, already getting to my feet.The watch on my wrist read five twenty-seven. I almost laughed out loud. I could picture Luna’s impatient glare, her arms crossed, that foot tapping the floor with an irritation she didn’t even try to hide. She pulled the same stunt every time I was late. She didn’t scream, she didn’t cry—that wasn’t her style.But I knew her. Or I thought I did.I knew it was all an act. I knew that, in the end, she always waited for me.Always.From the day we sealed that deal, I knew what to expect. One year. A year of living toge

2 - New beginning

LUNA I switch on the light in my new apartment and step inside, still hardly believing what I’ve just done. The place is quiet, cozy, and clean, with everything in its place. The furniture isn’t much yet, but it was chosen carefully by me—modern, functional, and beautiful. A space that’s only mine, far from that mansion where everything always felt too big, too cold… and far too empty. I drop the keys on the console, slip off my shoes, and walk through the living room with my heart racing but light. I fall onto the pale linen sofa and lie there, staring at the ceiling with a strange mix of relief and disbelief, twirling a brown curl between my fingers. “I can’t believe I did it,” I whisper, as if saying it out loud makes it more real. I didn’t have to wait for anyone to open this door. I didn’t wait for the sound of footsteps behind me. I didn’t need to hide my pain or measure my words. This space wasn’t inherited, nor imposed. I chose it. Just as I chose to start over. I close m

3 - Taste of freedom

LUNA I wake up with sunlight filtering through the curtainless window of my bedroom. I stretch slowly, feeling each muscle in my body awaken with me. A smile escapes before I even notice. I look at the ceiling and raise my arms above my head, opening and closing my hands like a child asking to be picked up, but really, I’m just moving my hands. Obviously, I’m not asking the ceiling for anything. Today, there’s no alarm ringing, no voice calling from the hallway, no obligations imposed by others. Today, all I need to do is exist—and I’ll do that with pleasure. I get up still barefoot, feeling the cold floor beneath my feet, and walk to the bathroom. I turn on the faucet and let the water run while I look at myself in the mirror. My curls are messy, my pajamas a bit crooked, my face still puffy with sleep… but nothing that can’t be fixed. The shower is hot and unhurried. The fragrant foam wraps around my skin like a hug, and for a few minutes, all I think about is how the water runs

4 - I want you far away

LUNAThe day was a complete blur. I tried to be kind, efficient, and centered, but the truth is I was only surviving the endless string of meetings and piled-up emails—all because I took a single day for myself. One. Single. Day.I’m starting to seriously suspect that my father isn’t really managing the company and is secretly dumping everything on me while he spends time with Mom.Now, back from the last external commitment, I slip off my shoes inside the car the moment the driver parks in the company garage. My feet throb, my head pounds, and all I want is silence and a swivel chair. Or better yet, my bed.I ride the elevator up with my bag sliding off my shoulder and my blazer unbuttoned. When the doors open, I find Monica waiting for me at the reception desk. Her face lights up when she sees me, as though she’s about to deliver wonderful news.“Luna! Someone’s here waiting for you. I said you were in a meeting, but he said he’d wait as long as it took. I thought it was super polit

5 - My

ACEThe hallway feels far too long.The sound of my own footsteps is irritating.Every word she spoke still reverberates in my ears. I never thought Luna would have the courage to reaffirm the separation — I thought that as soon as she saw me she’d change her mind and come running back home.It wasn’t what she said that made me accept the divorce; I simply realized that pulling the rope by force won’t work now. I need calm and patience. She was kicking me out, and even so, it was the most alive I’ve ever seen Luna since we got married. Those tears she refused to let fall… ah… if she had let them fall, it would have been an adorable sight. I’ve never seen such a genuine expression of sadness; I almost wanted to stay a little longer until she cried in front of me. However, I know her pride wouldn’t allow it — it’s a pity, but that’s fine. There will be other opportunities.The elevator doors open and I step in alone. The cold light reflects off the metal, and I stare at my own reflectio

6 - Going out with friends

LUNAThe days passed as if time were slipping through an hourglass.Waking up alone has been strange—not exactly bad, just… different. I make coffee for myself and eat slowly while looking out the window. The apartment doesn’t yet feel like it has my soul, but it has peace. And for now, that’s enough. In time, I know it will adjust to my taste.I’ve been filling my days with everything I used to put off. I completely organized the closets, donated all the clothes that no longer felt like me, bought books I’d always wanted to read but never started. There’s a pile on the coffee table, a reminder that now I get to choose what comes in and what stays. I still haven’t told my parents about the divorce; the fact they haven’t made any anxious phone calls suggests Ace hasn’t told them either. But I intend to do that tomorrow.I also started running again. Really early, before the sun burns. I love the feeling of my body tired, the sweat clearing my chest, the music in my headphones muffling

7 - My toy being desired

ACEThe house was so quiet that the sound of water dripping from the filter seemed unbearably loud. I leaned against the kitchen counter with a glass in my hand, watching the droplets slide down the sides. I took a sip, trying to ignore the anxiety tightening in my stomach and the sleepless nights of late. Ever since she left, silence had become my new companion. Not a single trace of that jasmine perfume lingered in the house.The phone buzzed on the counter. A notification. Then another. I already knew it was Bob before I even looked.I unlocked the screen.“She’s here.”The first photo showed Luna stepping out of the car. Wearing a black dress that hugged her body, her curls standing out, wine-red lipstick. A kind she never wore. At least not when she was with me.The second photo was of her entering a bar.The third, she was hugging that Daniela and the other one… Priscila. I rolled my eyes. Two prime examples of bad influence in human form. The same two who always encouraged Luna

8 - My asshole ex-husband

LUNA“Done.” I said, handing the phone back to him with my number saved. “But if you send me those cheesy ‘good morning with coffee and flowers’ stickers, I’ll block you right away.”He laughed, that open, easy laugh I’d noticed since he first walked up.“I solemnly swear I’ll only send messages with a maximum of 30% cringe.”“Thirty is already too much.”“Twenty?”“Fifteen. Maybe.”We both laughed. I felt good, my heart unaccustomed to this kind of freedom. It wasn’t just the loud music or the alcohol slowly spinning through my veins. Even though the name of the stranger—who I now knew was called Henrique—kept repeating in my head, nothing about him felt urgent. He wasn’t invasive. He didn’t make any unnecessary advances. He didn’t try to force intimacy that wasn’t there. He just danced, smiled, and talked.“You okay?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. “You spaced out for a minute.”“I’m fine, just tired. It’s been a long week.”“I get that. But…” He nervously bit his lip, like he

9 - Obsession

ACEI stood in front of the closed door, still feeling the warmth of her body in my arms, as if her presence had clung to my skin.And then I laughed. Low, rough, with that bittersweet taste of irony dancing in my mouth.She ran away like a frightened cat.No.More like a rabbit that thought it was safe in a foreign forest, only to discover—too late—that the predator had been beside it the whole time.I placed a hand over my mouth, trying to hold back the laughter threatening to rise again.The image of her—wide eyes, shaky breath, trembling fingers as she tried to open that door…“Ahhh…” I murmured, almost with mocking tenderness. “I didn’t know you could be that cute, Luna.”I tilted my head to the side, the smile still glued to my lips.“Why did you never show me those reactions, huh?”The words slipped out in a whisper, meant for no one but the memory still burning hot inside me.I calmly pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Bob’s number.“Hey. I’m outside Luna’s building. Co

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