My Ex’s New Wife Found My Facebook Account to Ask Me One Question – I Was Baffled When I Read It
Our divorce was brutal but final.
Papers were signed, and arrangements with lawyers were made. We blocked each other everywhere afterward.
I rebuilt my life. That’s what I told myself I did.
Or at least that’s the story he told me, doctors, and eventually friends…
Then last Tuesday, my phone buzzed while I was half-watching a rerun and folding laundry I’d already put off for days.
It was a Facebook message request from a woman I didn’t recognize.
Weary, I did a quick background check without reading the message.
Her profile picture looked harmless. She had a soft smile, dark-blonde hair pulled back, and a neutral background that could’ve been anywhere. Nothing alarming.
Until I saw her last name.
Weary, I did a quick background check…
It was the same as Elliot’s!
My stomach dropped so hard I actually pressed my palm against it, as if that would stop the feeling from spreading.
I stared at the screen for far too long before reopening the woman’s original message. Like, if I didn’t click on it, it couldn’t be real.
As if the universe needed my permission to ruin my evening.
The message was short, polite, and almost rehearsed.
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