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As soon as I stepped into the private room, a little girl collided with me, and I heard Amy’s
familiar voice call out, “Slow down, sweetheart!”
I crouched down to ruffle the girl’s hair. Her delicate features bore a striking resemblance to
Amy’s.
Amy approached, her eyes sparkling with joy as she patted my hand. “Freya! It’s been ages!
This is my daughter, Mia. You held her when she was born. She’s the same age
Before I could respond, Mia wrapped her tiny arms around
“Godmother!”
She was both adorable and polite.
your son.”
v neck and exclaimed
During dinner, Amy learned about my struggles and my recent divorce. She was quick to defend me, saying, “Gavin never treated you like a wife! He doesn’t deserve your love! And your son? What a little ingrate! Honestly, it’s for the best that you left him. This divorce is a blessing!”
Back in college, Amy had never been a fan of my relationship with Gavin. She always thought we were mismatched. Gavin had that spoiled rich kid attitude, arrogant and dismissive,
looking down on others.
I smiled but didn’t say much; I just sipped my drink. Amy was right;
was the best outcome.
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v divorce from Gavin
That night, we chatted like we used to in school, catching up on everything. Mia chimed in
with jokes that had us both laughing, a bright light in the room. It was hard to believe she and
Barry were the same age; their personalities were worlds apart.
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different numbers, and I couldn’t make sense of it. One day, I sent d message through the nanny,
asking him to sign the divorce papers and get it over with. But halfway through, he grabbed the
phone.
“Freya, I don’t understand what you’re still upset about. Is this really worth it over a trip? You
didn’t care when Barry got into trouble, and you skipped the parents‘ meeting. Isn’t that a bit heartless? I’ve given you an olive branch here; you should take it.”
I could feel my patience wearing thin as I let out a sarcastic laugh. “Gavin, if you’re having
memory issues, maybe you should see a doctor. Just stop bothering me.”
With that, I hung up.
Later, Amy had to go out of town for work, leaving Mia with me for a few days. She asked if I
could help her out at Mia’s winter sports meet. I agreed, thinking it would be a nice distraction.
But fate had other plans. While looking for Mia’s classroom, I ran right into the last people I
wanted to see Gavin and Lisa.
They were walking hand in hand, and Gavin wore that infuriating half–smirk on his face.
He said, feigning surprise, “Freya, didn’t you say on the phone that you’re not Barry’s
mother anymore? But here you are uninvited. You haven’t changed a bit; still so good at being
double–faced.”
Lisa stood beside him, looking every bit the part in her tight white dress, her hair perfectly
styled. It was no wonder these two were still so caught up in her.
She said, “Barry really wanted me to attend this event, so I had to take your spot. Sorry about
that.”
I caught the sarcasm in her tone and couldn’t help but smile coldly, “No worries, I don’t care
about that spot. You can have it.”
With that, I turned on my heel and walked away, leaving them behind.
