📕“At the reunion, my ex thought I was stuck in love—while I held my newborn.”

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📕“At the reunion, my ex thought I was stuck in love—while I held my newborn.”






At the reunion, laughter filled the air, old classmates chatting as if time had never passed. My ex-wife hadn’t seen me in years, so when she heard I was married, her face froze in disbelief. “Why so sudden?” she asked with a forced smile.
I stayed calm, almost casual. “Not really sudden. I’ve been married two years now. Our baby just turned one month old.”
Her smile collapsed instantly, her expression turning dark. When the evening ended, she found a way to stop me before I drove off. Her voice trembled. “George… we had seven whole years together. Can you really just let it go?”
I rolled the window up slowly, my voice steady. “What else can I do? I don’t have a hobby of collecting trash.”
Inside the hall earlier, the class monitor had come over with a drink, encouraging me to join. But before I could speak, Willow—my ex-wife—cut in. “He’s allergic to alcohol, I’ll drink for him.” The table fell into a heavy silence. It was only then that she realized… we weren’t married anymore.
I first met Willow back in high school. She came from a modest family, weighed down by an alcoholic father who turned violent whenever he drank. Whenever she couldn’t bear it, she would hide in the open space behind the school building, crying alone.
That’s where I found her one day—her forehead scraped, her eyes swollen from tears. I handed her a band-aid. She tried to smile and whispered “thank you” even as tears spilled out again.
From then on, we grew closer. Slowly, she started opening up, growing a little brighter each day. Sometimes we’d meet in that same open space to talk, sometimes to review lessons. When I reached for her hand, she didn’t pull away. Instead, she held on tight.
I once asked what university she wanted to apply for. She answered without hesitation: “Wherever you go, I’ll go too.” During those days, her smile was constant, as if clinging to hope itself.
But not long after, news came that Willow had dropped out of school. I searched everywhere, but she was gone—moved away without a word. The next time I saw her was years later, at university. She was working at a small convenience store across the street.
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