From Heartache to Hope: Your Guide to Surviving Divorce

I cremated Isabella, and when I took over the urn of her ashes, I couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears at the funeral home.

I brought Isabella home, and coincidentally, today was my birthday. She said she had prepared a gift for me and hid it well.

Since we met, we had celebrated each other's birthdays together every year.

This year, she was also here.

I placed Isabella's urn securely on the back seat and went to pick up the cake I ordered.

As I got out of the car, I happened to run into Jasper and Gianna. They were wearing clothes of the same color and were intimately leaning against each other as if waiting for someone.

"Lydia!"

Jasper was not blind. He walked towards me when he saw me. He said we knew each other very well. Even the cakes we ordered were from the same bakery.

I didn't say anything. I just wanted to quietly celebrate my birthday with Isabella, and I didn't want anyone to disturb us.

I ignored them and walked straight in. Suddenly, I felt a grip on my wrist as Gianna grabbed me.

"Lydia, you misunderstood. I just watched a game with Jasper and we didn't do anything else. He just didn't explain it well to you."

I turned around and looked at Gianna, who was acting generously like Jasper's real wife.

She apologized to me and playfully stuck out her tongue. "Jasper is very clumsy and not a romantic at heart. But now he has changed and knows how to surprise you. He even asked me for advice on what gift to give you."

Every word Gianna said was provoking me and reminding me that she held a special place in Jasper's life.

I smiled, "Ms. Stewart, you really like going back with your ex. I'm busy today and don't have time to play along!"

I shook off Gianna's hand with a little force, but in the next second, she suddenly stumbled back a few steps.

Wearing high heels, she fell to the ground with a dull thud.

I saw the tension and tenderness in Jasper's eyes. He shouted at me, "Lydia, what are you doing?"

He said I was unreasonable, snatched the car keys from my hand, held Gianna up, and left without looking back.