Sorry, Ex-husband You Lost Me
For two years, I hadn't just been his wife,
I had been his secretary, personal assistant, cook, cleaner, unpaid employee and somehow, I had mistaken all of that for love.
One notification came from social media.
Without thinking, I opened it.
My stomach tightened immediately.
Kennedy had uploaded a new post less than thirty minutes earlier.
He stood beside Brenda on what looked like a private beach, both of them smiling brightly beneath the morning sun.
Brenda wore a flowing white dress that accentuated the gentle curve of her growing stomach while Kennedy stood behind her with one arm wrapped possessively around her waist.
They looked...Happy.
The caption beneath the picture read:
Some jour