After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

The open–air restaurant at night had a dreamy vibe. The warm ambient lights wrappert everyone in a gentle, cory glow,

Zachary walked over with a smile, looking at me politely. “M. Hallman said he didn’t want to cook at home alone, so fimited him to join us. I hope yo don’t mind, Ms. Murphy”

I knew Zachary and Melissa were always the first to look out for me, and I really liked how they made me feel respected. I glanced at Nathan, and he gave

me a nod.

When there were other people around, Nathan actually know how to keep his distance, I would give him credit for that

After that, we started ordering food. Nathan and Zachary chatted about work, while Melissa shared some wild stories from her side. Finally, Nathan looked at me and asked, “How have you been lately?”

I smiled and said, “Tim doing alright”

Nathan’s eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment

I knew exactly what he was feeling, but I wasn’t about to give a guy hope or promises I couldn’t deliver.

Nathan really was a good guy, but this was his first marriage. Because he was so decent, I wanted him to be happy. If he couldn’t find love with me, then he deserved to go find his next chance at happiness.

meet someone he liked even more, get married, and start a family–instead of waiting

personal life. Halfway through dinner, Jared called and asked if i wanted him to drop off some food for me since they’d just finished

pretty noisy on my end, and when I picked up, Jared sounded a bit suspicious. “You went out to

answered honestly, “I’m having dinner

you coming home tonight?”

to see Yvonne, and Jared had been way too clingy lately.

seconds, then asked, “Are you thinking about separating before we actually get

Jared went quiet

apart for two years, the divorce would go through

the endless night, I couldn’t shake

me to bring this up out of nowhere. Aber a few beats, he

hung up

left hanging in the air, just luck there, not going up or down, leaving me feeling all kinds

the one who wanted a divorce, and I was the one who refused to let go, chasing after him no matter

I was the one asking for it, and he just kept hemming and hawing,

ssing with me.

the table, Nathan