After the divorce, I applied for a company program to study abroad.
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I had given up far too many opportunities for Evan, so much so that even my supervisor used to comment on how unfortunate it was for someone with my prestigious education to be held back.
I rented an apartment near the office, but, the harassment from my parents didn’t stop. They bombarded me with calls, even threatening to show up at my workplace to expose me for “not supporting my family.”
I was prepared to file a lawsuit against them, but to my surprise, Evan beat me to it and took them to court first.
When he came to tell me this, I was in the middle of packing my bags for a late–night flight abroad.
Watching me rush around, noticeably thinner from the stress and my workload, his expression was a mixture of regret and concern.
“Claire, I know we’re divorced, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve gone over the things you gave me again and again, reflecting on everything. I’ve realized how much I hurt you. I swear I’ll do better, I’ll consider your feelings, and I’ll never let you down again. Just… give me one last chance, please.”
Before he could finish, a woman’s voice cut him off.
Anne had followed his car and found my apartment.
Tears filled her eyes as she cried out, “Evan, why are you humiliating yourself like this for a woman who already divorced you?”
