Elara

I still saw Ethan sometimes when I got to work but he wasn't really my concern. The divorce procedures were already finalized and approved and I emailed him the electronic copy.

One afternoon, I was working in my new villa when I got a call. It was Samantha. I didn't pick up so she sent me a text message. ‘Elara dear, Ethan and I are getting married in a few days. I'd email you the invitation so you would be able to get a plate of rice and also don't forget a wedding gift.’ Just then, an invitation slipped under the message.

Trust Samantha to rub it in my...