I Will Love You No More
Richard Lorde’s childhood friend had just become a widow.
On our fifth wedding anniversary, he brought his childhood friend and her daughter into a karaoke box and removed my ring right before everyone.
“Lily needs a proper status right now. It’s no longer right for you to wear that ring.
“Resign from your job tomorrow and take care of Lily and her daughter.”
Everyone in the room fell silent as they waited for me to blow my top off.
But I said nothing. I calmly brought out the divorce agreement I had already signed, put it on the table, and left.
My best friend stood up to advise me against it, but Richard just swung the wine glass and snorted. “Let her. She’ll come begging for my forgiveness before tomorrow.”
When I slammed the door shut, I heard laughter from the room.
What they did not know was that half an hour ago, I had received a message telling me that my visa application had been approved.
The person in charge of picking me up had been waiting at my house ten minutes ago.
This time, I was not turning back.