Loving and Letting Go Without Regret
I was with Ivan Knowles for seven years.
Despite the rumors that always swirled around him, he never gave me a reason to doubt his loyalty.
He let me check his phone and even welcomed me to join him on business trips.
I never found anything suspicious until our engagement day.
The host had just shared how Ivan flew in my favorite white roses from abroad when the big screen, meant to play a video celebrating our seven years together, instead showed a hospital room.
The cry of a newborn rang out.
Ivan sat on the bed holding the baby. His secretary, Alba Lawson, leaned on his shoulder, wearing the same diamond ring as mine.
Tearfully, she explained to me that it was a misunderstanding.
"Alba is a single mom," Ivan excused. "I'm just helping her out as her boss. Don't make a big deal out of this."
The room went quiet, everyone waiting for me to flip out.
I didn't. Instead, I calmly slipped off my ring and handed it to him. "Of course not. I just wish you happiness."