We Never Made It to Old Age; the Divorce Papers Were the Last Gift I Left Him
Language: en
Married for six years. It was a union between our families, but also a love story that began in childhood. Watching him now, holding a girl who looked somewhat like me, but was so much younger, so much more innocent. Tears streamed down my face. Childhood sweethearts, it seems, aren't always meant to last a lifetime. The divorce papers were the last gift I left for him. 1 Outside the car window, rain lashed against the body of the car. Through the glass, I watched the two of them by the dorm entrance. Julian, in a black trench coat, held a young, beautiful girl in his arms, who was…