Melomiri

When His First Love Returns

Language: en

On our fifth anniversary, I found an old phone in my husband Ethan Lloyd's safe. The password was his first love's birthday. Inside were records of all their sweet moments together. Yet in his current photo gallery, there wasn't a single picture of me. "Lily, is it fun snooping through other people's privacy?" I turned to see Ethan standing in the doorway. I didn't yell or make a scene. I simply said calmly, "Let's get a divorce." Right in front of me, Ethan factory reset the phone, his expression utterly indifferent. "There. Happy now?" he asked. "Still want that divorce?" I…

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