Goodbye and See You Never
After leaving the company, my phone buzzed with messages from Monica.
[I'll wait for you at the courthouse tomorrow.]
[I arranged for a specialist to treat your mom.]
[Once we get our marriage certificates, we'll visit her together.]
I laughed bitterly and bid her a silent farewell.
'Goodbye, Monica,' I thought to myself.
I took my luggage and went straight to the airport.
The next day, while I was already gone, she stood at the entrance of the courthouse, her freshly obtained divorce papers still warm in her hand.