06

6

After composing myself, I dialed my bestie's number and told her I wanted a divorce.

When I got home, I saw my bestie standing right at my doorstep.

"Emily, what happened?"

I hugged her and started crying again.

I'd cried so much that my eyes were feeling uncomfortable and slightly swollen.

"I want a divorce right now."

My bestie poured me a glass of milk and sincerely advised me.

"Before, when you guys went to my dad's hospital for a check-up, wasn't Dashiell infertile? Could there be some issue here?"

"Why don't you have an open chat with Dashiell? You're damned if you do, damned if you don't."

"These past five years, I've seen how career-driven Dashiell is, and how good he's been to you. He's also done a fantastic job managing the company your dad gave you. Maybe this is all just a misunderstanding?"

"Even if it's not his kid, he must have cheated on me."

I could barely hold back my tears.

I could accept that he had a first love in the past!