When Hunter received the divorce papers, he refused to sign them. Instead, he launched a frantic and desperate campaign to win me back.
He tried recreating every small piece of our former relationship, step by step, as though rebuilding memories could somehow erase everything he had done.
Early one morning, a delivery driver from an absurdly expensive luxury florist arrived at my door carrying an enormous bouquet of imported lilies.
Tucked between the petals was a handwritten card.
The meaning of these flowers is undying love... just like my feelings for you.
Without a second thought, I threw the bouquet straight into the trash.
The only things Hunter had ever truly given me were control and pain.
Not long after noon, another package arrived.
Inside was a st
