One evening, while folding laundry and watching television, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a Facebook message request from someone I didn’t recognize.
At first, the profile looked ordinary — a simple photo, a friendly smile. But when I noticed the last name, my heart skipped a beat.
It was my ex-husband Elliot’s last name.
We hadn’t spoken in nearly two years. Our divorce had been final and difficult, and we had both moved on with our lives. Or at least, that’s what I thought.
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