“From now on, we’re done.”
With that, I turned and walked away.
Tyler didn’t stop me.
Why would he? He’d achieved his goal.
That was fine by me. I never cared for his money, and being free from him felt like a gift.
I rented a house, and work was back on track as usual.
The divorce proceedings were smooth. Even my decision to leave without claiming a cent surprised my lawyer.
However, I didn’t explain. I was done with Tyler and the heartbreak he brought.
As soon as he stepped out of the courthouse, Tyler headed back in again. This time, to get his marriage certification with Mindy.
They didn’t even bother hiding it. Right before me, Tyler and Mindy flaunted their freshly signed marriage certificate, waving it in my face like a trophy.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Tyler sneered. “Mindy and I are having our wedding ceremony tomorrow. Don’t forget to come.”
His deliberate mockery didn’t faze me. “Just don’t regret it later.”
Tyler snorted coldly. “Regret? The only thing I regret is wasting my time with you, you boring old hag.
“Come on, babe, we’ve got a honeymoon to catch.”
Grabbing Mindy’s hand, he strutted off.
Back at the hospital, I handed in my resignation.
My director looked stunned.
“Are you sure, Sarah? You’re the youngest lead surgeon in our department. With five more years, you could take my place.”
I nodded, resolute. “I’ve thought it through. Please approve my resignation.”
Though he was surprised, he followed my wishes.
As I was leaving, he asked, “What will you do next?”
“I’m opening a flower shop,” I said without hesitation.
It was a promise I’d made to my unborn child–a vision of a flower–filled meadow we would explore together. I wasn’t going to break that promise.
My shop opened at a quaint little crossroads. The area was peaceful, not too crowded, and not too empty.
From the start, I didn’t expect it to thrive. In fact, I had already prepared myself for its eventual closure.
