I had believed everything between us would end with signatures on legal documents, polite goodbyes, and two people quietly moving on.
Instead, I was discovering that someone had chosen me long before I ever imagined I could be someone’s first choice.
Not because of what I owned.
Not because of what I could offer.
Simply because of who I was when I thought no one was watching.
I looked down at the unopened box once more, my hands trembling for an entirely different reason now.
The agreement that had defined our lives had finally come to an end.
And for the very first time…
Our marriage wasn’t something we were pretending to live.
It was finally beginning.
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