Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

me. Mrs. Carmen. I nodded, took my pen.

My hand didn’t tremble. I looked at the space for the signature and wrote my name. Carmen.

My handwriting was the same as always. It hadn’t changed. Only the person writing it was no longer the same as 3 years ago.

When I put the pen down, I didn’t feel the pain I expected. There wasn’t a single moment when my heart continue reading …