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I smirked, staring into his eyes with disdain.
“On New Year’s Eve, I performed a C–section. The patient was Sarah.
“You still plan to keep lying to me? That so–called business trip… Wasn’t it just an excuse to be with her?”
I took a few steps closer.
His confused, stunned expression barely registered as I yanked on his shirt, exposing the dark, familiar hickeys underneath.
“I know everything. You disgust me.
“I can’t believe I wasted all those years loving you. I really want to throw up.”
Only then did his gaze drop to my flat stomach.
His face drained of color as his eyes slowly filled with horror.
His voice shook as he spoke.
“No… no, Grace, it’s not like that.”
“Your stomach… Wasn’t it five months along? Didn’t I feel the baby move last time? Where is it now?”
I tugged at the corner of my lips, forcing back the tears in my eyes.
Then I slapped him hard across the face.
“It’s gone.”
“You switched me to hormone pills, remember? The baby’s been deformed and died. Is that what you wanted?”
I didn’t wait around to see Antonio’s reaction.
I got in the car and drove off.
The new place was one I had bought before we got married, and aside. from a little dust, it was ready to move in.
By evening. I was at the airport, waiting for my flight.
My phone wouldn’t stop ringing.
I finally answered, and Antonio’s angry voice blared through.
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“Grace! What the hell are you doing? I know I owe you, but do you really have to throw the divorce papers at me? Is this some kind of game?
“Can you stop being so childish? We’ll have more kids in the future! I’m just worried Sar won’t take care of the baby properly! Once the kid is older, we can try again, why do you have to make such a big deal out of this?
“Do you have any idea what Sar has done for me? She accepted that we couldn’t get married, and she cried over it! Why can’t you be more like her?”
I stayed silent, listening, my patience wearing thin.
Antonio didn’t notice.
By the end, he was practically gnashing his teeth.
“Think it over. If you can’t make up your mind, then we’ll get a divorce. This is your last chance. I can’t help you if you keep playing these games. Just think about it.
“Enough with the games, just get back here already. I still haven’t made you apologize to Sar for the cheap baby stuff you bought! Did you know our child almost went into anaphylactic shock from that crap? How could you be so cruel?”
I was not sure what triggered it.
But on the other end, I faintly heard a woman’s sobs.
“Antonio, don’t let me cause you guys any more trouble. It’s not worth it… It’s all my fault…”
I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.
I hadn’t even gotten to dealing with him taking my things
And now he had the nerve to accuse me?
Rolling my eyes, I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Are you out of your mind? The divorce papers are signed, do you think I’m playing some kind of game with you? What’s wrong with you? Did you hit your head? Go fix your brain at the factory!
“Am I a psychic now? Could I have predicted you’d steal my stuff and give it to someone else? Did you check the cameras? Call the cops? Hire a detective? You’ve got nothing, so stop slandering me! I’ll sue you for this!
“Apologize? You and your mistress should be the ones apologizing to me! You two should be on your knees, begging for forgiveness, that’s the least you owe me! Antonio, have some damn conscience! If you don’t
understand, go look it up! Do you even have any brains?”
I took a deep breath and finished, letting it all out.
The line went silent.
Even Sarah stopped crying.
I hung up, checked the boarding signs, and dragged my suitcase toward the gate.
Coming to Norland had always been a dream of mine.
Before we got married, Antonio promised he’d take me here.
But even after we divorced, he never kept that promise.
But now, I was here on my own.
I got lucky and caught Norland’s first snow of the season, and that night, I went with some new friends to see the Northern Lights.
It was breathtaking.
Antonio sent me a ton of messages and called a lot, but I couldn’t be bothered.
I just blocked and deleted everything related to him.
A few quiet days passed, and then, just before heading home, I ran into Sarah and Antonio.
She was leaning into his arms, laughing, asking him to take a selfie with
her.
Antonio’s expression was unreadable until he saw me.
He froze.
“Grace?” he said.
I furrowed my brows and turned to leave.
But he was faster. He stepped in front of me, blocking my way.
“Grace! I knew it. You’re just too stubborn, aren’t you? Not answering calls or messages, all to throw a tantrum and make me chase after you, right? You wouldn’t have come to Norland if you weren’t still following me. You’ve been keeping tabs on me, haven’t you?
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