My Final Journey, I Met My Ex
Language: en
After I was diagnosed with stage IV stomach cancer, I booked a one-way ticket to the Swiss Alps. My only wish was to die peacefully in the snow. But I never expected to run into Ethan Miller, my ex-husband of three years, on the summit's cable car. Three years had passed, and he'd had the tattoo of my name removed from his wrist. As for me, I'd lost all my hair and could only hide my ostomy bag beneath a bulky winter coat. The woman beside Ethan, Chloe Peterson, asked: "Who is she?" Ethan looked at me, his voice flat: "My ex-wife." Then he added, "Chloe is my wife now. We got married when…