On the day the divorce was finalized, Switzerland experienced the heaviest snowfall of the year.I was in the kitchen helping Sylvia bake bread when the electronic file from my lawyer popped into my inbox.My phone buzzed.The screen flashed with a short message: [Divorce finalized.]I stared at those words for a long time, feeling none of the overwhelming peaks of sorrow or joy I once would have expected.It felt simply like a tight rope, strained for too long, finally snapping loose.Sylvia looked over at me. "Good news?"I gave a slow nod, then shook my head. "I guess so."She smiled warmly and pressed a piece of freshly baked bread directly into my hands."Then eat something sweet."By dusk, I walked down to the lake by myself.A thin layer of ice skimmed the water's surface, and the distant snow-capped peaks stood in quiet, solemn rows.I placed both friendship bracelets in a small box and buried it beneath a tree by the lake.Those items represented love, but they al
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