DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK
My pulse froze for a moment, my throat easing as a wave of relief crashed over me, my heart lifting like a weight had been cut loose.
He was gone—no more threats, no more fear. My eyes stung with the freedom of it, my hands steadying as I nodded.
“Good,” I whispered, my voice soft, my throat burning with the finality. Ethan’s pulse steadied, his throat easing as he clapped my shoulder, his heart loyal.
“It’s over, man,” he said, his voice firm, his eyes softening. My heart thudded, my pulse calming, but then guilt slammed into me like a tidal wave, my throat tightening, my eyes burning with a sudden, searing weight.
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