At the wedding, my ex-husband saw my suicide note.
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The day I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, my husband was lighting fireworks for another woman. When reporters blocked me outside the hospital ward, I forced a smile. “Don’t misunderstand,” I said calmly. “We’re doing fine. She’s just a relative.” That night, I left the hospital alone and went home. Under the fireworks, I saw him feeding her cake, fixing her hair, holding her like a priceless treasure. He scolded me for ruining the mood. She hid behind him, crying softly. I smiled and spoke quietly. “I just wanted to remind you—today is my birthday.” Chapter 1 I…