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“The kid… I’m sorry about that. The divorce papers–those were your fault. But we can call it even. We can go back to the way things were, as long as you stop being so petty.”
He kept talking, ignoring the look on Sarah’s face behind him.
She was fuming, staring at me like I was the enemy.
I didn’t care.
But then she suddenly burst into tears, clinging to Antonio’s arm.
“I’m sorry, Grace. It’s all my fault. I love Antonio too much. I swear, I’ll leave. I won’t bother you guys again. Please don’t hate me.”
“Grace, my child is your child. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have gone through with the abortion. I’ll give you my little one as compensation. Please, take care of him better, okay? I beg you.”
She dropped to her knees to beg me.
But Antonio, looking colder by the second, pulled her up.
He looked at Sarah with a face full of sympathy, gently patting her head.
But when he turned to me and saw me smiling, a flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes.
“Grace! Apologize! Why are you being so aggressive? Sar’s innocent! You’re the one who caused this with the abortion. Was that your plan all along?”
“Apologize to Sar! If you don’t, I’ll never forgive you!”
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I slapped Antonio across the face.
Then, before he could react, I slapped Sarah, too.
“Antonio! What the hell’s wrong with you? What did I say that’s so wrong? What did I do to her that’s so wrong? I didn’t even touch her, and you want me to apologize? Are you out of your mind?
“You’ve been begging for a reunion, right? Didn’t I say I wanted a divorce? What’s so hard to understand? Or are you just so pathetic that you can’t bear to let go?
“Still asking for a beating? You love it, don’t you? Don’t forget to thank me, idiot. And you, Sarah? Stop playing the victim. You’ve cried so much. You’ve ruined the Northern Lights for everyone! It’s pathetic! You knew exactly what you were doing, but now you act like it’s true love? How laughable.
“You come here to flaunt it, even before your baby’s out of the hospital? I swear, you’re just asking for trouble. Look at you. You’ve got a death wish written all over you.”
Antonio opened his mouth to speak again.
But I casually scooped up a handful of snow, shoved a chunk into each of their mouths, and then turned to leave.
Back home, I fell back into the routine of work.
The pain of losing that child slowly faded, little by little.
Antonio still hadn’t signed the divorce papers.
But I wasn’t in a rush. Someone else clearly was.
He’d changed, becoming a different person, finding new ways to block me
and contact me.
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He called and messaged me from different numbers for days.
But I didn’t respond to a single one.
On the third day, after finishing surgery, a bouquet of bright red roses was suddenly placed in front of me.
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Antonio’s face was flushed, his eyes filled with emotions I couldn’t quite understand.
“Grace, I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and I don’t want to separate anymore. Can we not divorce? I’ve been waiting for you at home, but you never came back.”
“Fighting is one thing, but can’t we just move past what happened? Let’s start over, please. I really can’t live without you.”
It almost made me laugh.
But my face was pale and tired from the surgery, so I couldn’t even smile.
Around us, patients were gossiping.
And new nurses whispered to each other.
I knew they recognized the “good husband” from the other day.
“Grace, please don’t do this. Let’s give each other an out. I came here to pick you up from work.”
As I looked into Antonio’s sincere eyes, I noticed Sarah standing not far behind him, holding a baby.
Her face twisted with resentment.
When our eyes met, she mouthed the word “bitch.”
I didn’t care.
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I took the bouquet and tossed it straight into the trash.
Blood started to show on my clothes.
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.