It felt surreal, almost like a cruel joke. But as soon as I remembered that she was planning to marry Marvin less than a week after we signed the divorce papers, a wave of nausea washed over me.
I didn't want to see her, nor did I want to have dinner with her.
So, while my stomach wasn't feeling too terrible, I took all the things Ariana had left behind and packed them up. I headed downstairs and handed the box to the cleaning lady, hoping to rid myself of the last remnants of her presence.
Once that was done, I realized it was getting late.
I turned on my phone, planning to scroll through some videos to distract myself.
But as soon as I unlocked the screen, I noticed a friend request from someone I didn't recognize.
The request came through a phone number, which struck me as odd since my social circle was pretty small.
I couldn't recall giving my number to anyone.
Curiosity got the better of me, so I accepted the request. Almost instantly, I received a picture from the other end.
