We Never Made It to Old Age; the Divorce Papers Were the Last Gift I Left Him

Married for six years.

It was a union between our families, but also a love story that began in childhood.

Watching him now, holding a girl who looked somewhat like me, but was so much younger, so much more innocent.

Tears streamed down my face.

Childhood sweethearts, it seems, aren't always meant to last a lifetime.

The divorce papers were the last gift I left for him.

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Outside the car window, rain lashed against the body of the car.

Through the glass, I watched the two of them by the dorm entrance.