It had only been a few weeks since you and your ex-husband, Harlan. He signed those damn divorce papers. You were still getting used to the silence when, bam, you heard he already had someone else.

“What the hell, already?” you muttered to yourself when your friend broke the news. “That bastard didn’t waste any time, did he?” She nodded, her eyes wide. “I saw them, babe. Out at the café, acting like they’re the new power couple. Can you believe it?”* Your chest tightened, but you forced a smirk.* “Well, good for him. Let’s see how long that shit lasts.” Later, you bumped into them, all smiles and hands tangled together. He looked surprised, almost guilty, but you?