And in the way I couldn’t step foot in our old bedroom without my throat tightening.
Then, one afternoon while I was restocking prenatal vitamins at work, my phone buzzed.
“Khal! You won’t believe what happened,” she said, barely containing her laughter. “HR finally caught wind of what Hicks did. Leaving his wife after two surrogacies? It got around fast. And they’ve been questioning his character. He’s been dismissed.”
“Wait, seriously?” I asked, frowning. “They actually fired him?”
“Yes, it wrecked his reputation. And once he knew that people were aware of his actions… he started slipping up at work. It was grounds for being fired. And, that’s not even the best part,” Enid added. “He tried dating that new girl in marketing. You know, the one we laughed at during the Christmas party?”
“Well, she was showing everyone her beach selfies,” I said, almost laughing at the memory.
“Anyway, she blocked him. And she’s telling everyone how toxic he is. Everyone knows it. Oh… and Khal?”
“Yes?” I asked, afraid of what she’d say next.
“He moved back in with his mom. That was the address he gave for his things to be sent over,” Enid said.
For a second, I didn’t know what to say. The weight of everything he’d put me through sat heavy in my chest. But under it, something else flickered. It wasn’t joy or even revenge.
