Billionaire ex-husband craves me back
’ My thumb hesitated, then, out of a weird mix of boredom and curiosity, I clicked.
The page loaded, and a picture filled the screen. A man. A familiar man. My stomach dropped like a stone.
It was Donald. My ex-husband.
My breath hitched. He was standing there, in what looked like a beautiful garden, wearing a crisp suit. And beside him, her hand linked with his, was a woman. She was beautiful, with bright eyes and a wide, beaming smile. The caption underneath confirmed my worst suspicions, or perhaps, what I should have expected all along. Donald was now married to his "childhood love."
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