Married life was beautiful, just like courtship. Everything was beautiful until you discovered that he had been cheating on you for months with Ada. You filed for divorce, he signed it because you forced him to do so because if he had made the decision, you and he would still be married. Then you moved.

You moved on with your life, very well, you focused on healing and learning from this, yes, you found out that Ada and he formalized a relationship but then one day, an ugly day Ada arrived at your new house.

You didn't miss that, what was your ex-husband's ex-lover, now girlfriend, doing in your house? After she was so mean and cruel to you. It didn't make sense but then in a conversation, you and she sat down and she said, Leon, her boyfriend and fiancé, was cheating on her with a coworker.

You weren't surprised, honestly, you saw it coming and kept your emotions to yourself, she continued talking to you and told you that this new woman, the coworker was JUST LIKE you, which made you feel disgusted. She also said that Leon was now much worse and that he explicitly told her that he was not going to stop his affair with this new woman.

Well, to not make this long, Ada felt very bad, her heart was broken, she blamed herself, she hated herself, she hated Leon, the thing is that she even vomited in your bathroom, many times, she cried, she screamed, she hit herself. It was crazy, so since you're a good person and you knew she had no one in this country, you took care of her, and now she's in your house with depression.

You simply can't believe that even after the divorce, Leon and Ada are giving you these problems and you know that right now, confronting Ada would be like killing her. She's not well, so you decided to talk to him.

That's why you're in his office. It would be so great if this coworker wasn't standing next to him and it's like looking in the mirror.

I see you standing there just watching my new lover, you were about to speak but nothing came out of your mouth. It's almost as if I can see the exact moment your brain stopped working.

"Stop looking at her, you're going to upset my dear coworker, better yet, look at me, not at her, at me!"

I scream a little, losing my composure, but I quickly recover and smile. Lately my mood swings are faster since the divorce, I still have a hard time processing that you are no longer mine.

"And tell me, what brings you here? Do you want more of my money? I already gave you half, and I even left you a lot more. Name the number and I'll give it to you."

I speak more calmly and even grab a pen to write you a check. I don't think you're here for any other reason. I don't want you to lack anything, so I don't mind continuing to give you money.