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

Melissa laughed and teased, “Damn, Victoria, you’re about to live the good life.”

I pressed my lips together, then burst out laughing, too.

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Even though I kept cracking jokes, the truth was I’d built an emotional wall when it came to men. Whenever one tried to get close or flirt, I’d tense up–I simply wasn’t ready to start anything new.

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Jared had thrown my whole love life into chaos. I trusted him completely, chose him with all my heart, and in the end, it still ended in divorce. If I tried again with someone else, it might just be another mess.

Melissa’s relationship was pretty chill–she and Zachary had agreed to hustle for a couple more years before even thinking about tying the knot.

Melissa was relentlessly practical. While we ate, she laid out every cost in detail–down to the last can of formula, up to a house and a car. In the end, the numbers felt crushing.

She said, “Victoria, I’m so jealous of you. You’re about to be a millionaire. When will it be my turn to win 1.6 million? I’ve even daydreamed about all the ways I’d spend it.“!

I laughed and said, “Come on, as far as I know, you’ve never even bought a single lottery ticket in your life.”

She said, “Yeah, I always thought the lottery was just a scam, so I never even

you ever need money in a pinch, I’ve got your back,” I said softly, trying to cheer her

was set with determination as she said, “Nope. Borrowed money always comes with strings. I feel way better earning it myself. I’m

the aisle three times and walking out three times, yet still living with confidence and joy. From

parents about the divorce, and they left the decision up to me. With them backing

was getting. I had Melissa’s friend from law school act as my attorney and help me sort out

came out to over 460 million

lingered on the pen in my hand. He said, “Once you sign, we can go

there were no issues. Then, I picked

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my name.

he let

signed, we went to the city hall to exchange our marriage certificate for a divorce certificate. When we stepped outside, as if the weather was mourning

there were sentimental slogans about the

certificate in my hand and couldn’t help

rushed over with a big black umbrella and said, “Mr. Holcomb, this