was the time he promised to take me to a prenatal appointment but ditched me at the last second to grab lunch with his friends.
Or there was
Things like that happened so often, I lost count. I started to feel like I was worth less than trash to him.
Even Sarah, my so–called best friend, couldn’t see the truth
“Fiona,” she said, shaking her head. “This time, I’m not on your side. No matter how upset you were, you shouldn’t have gotten rid of the baby.”
nded it to
I pulled out the doctor’s report and handed it to her.
“The doctor said the baby wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t my decision–It was a medical necessity. Got it? Stop acting like I did it out of spite.”
They all fell silent, choking on their words.
But what I didn’t expect was what came next.
While Ethan and I were taking time apart, Sarah took advantage of the situation.
She told Ethan she had breast cancer and begged him to take wedding photos with her as her “final wish.”
“I just want one set of wedding photos before I die,” she said, batting her eyes at me. “Fiona, you won’t mind lending me your husband for this, right?”
243PM
Of course, Ethan agreed. Why
by wouldn’t he? Why would he ever care about how I felt?
After all, he was the golden boy of the neighborhood–the man everyone praised for being generous, kind, and selfless.
So, they went ahead and took stunning wedding photos by the ocean.
When the pictures arrived, Sarah–never one to miss an opportunity–pushed her luck even further.
“Fiona, do you mind if I hang these wedding photos in your living room? I’d love to see them on display.
She held the photos close to her chest, her eyes glistening with tears.
“You know… since I don’t have much time left, I just want to feel like I have a husband and a real marriage, even if it’s only for a little while.”
In the photos, Ethan had his arms wrapped tightly around Sarah’s waist, biting her lower lip in a pose so intimate it was hard to believe they weren’t an actual couple.
Before I could say anything, Ethan jumped in and answered for me.
“Of course, Sarah! That’s a great idea.”
When it came to other people, Ethan was always so eager to please,
Not only did he agree, but he also took an entire afternoon off work to buy tools and nails so he could personally hang the photos for her.
I stood there silently watching him drill holes in the wall to proudly display their wedding pictures
After a long moment, I asked quietly, “Is there even room for me in this house anymore?”
Ethan shot me a glare, his eyes filled with an inexplicable hatred that left me speechless. Whatever I wanted to say was strangled in my
throat.
He turned back to Sarah, his face softening as he asked her gently. “Sarah, how does it look? If there’s anything you’d like me to adjust, just let me know,”
The two of them discussed it as if I didn’t exist, treating me like I was nothing more than a piece of furniture in the room.
Sarah tilted her head, biting her finger thoughtfully before pointing toward the bedroom.
“Fiona,” she said sweetly, “could you take down your wedding photo with Ethan from above your bed? I’d like to hang mine there instead.”
Her innocent expression made it seem like she didn’t think she was asking for anything unreasonable.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
I looked at her closely, wondering: Had I misjudged her all along? Or had time turned her into someone I no longer recognized?
Ethan, as always, ignored me completely.
Without giving me a chance to respond, he nodded self–righteously.
*Of course! Let me take care of it right now!
He rushed into the bedroom and eagerly removed our wedding photo, tossing it carelessly on the floor.
The glass frame shattered with a loud crash, scattering shards everywhere.
In that moment, it felt like my heart shattered along with it.
longer wanted Ethan in my life.
That was when i knew, without a doubt, that I no lo
That evening, I was eerily silent.
2:43 PM
Ethan noticed something was off, but all he said was, “Sarah’s sick. There’s no need to sulk and scare her like that. Why can’t you try being kind, like me?”
I didn’t waste my breath arguing, 1 quietly packed my things and left.
Ignoring the judgment and condemnation from everyone around me, I filed for divorce.
Ethan refused to sign the papers at first.
