Five years after our divorce, I unexpectedly ran into my ex-husband at my cousin’s wedding. Standing beside him was the woman he had chosen after our marriage ended. He gave me a smug smile and said, “Leaving you was the smartest decision I ever made.”

congratulating my cousin when I heard a laugh behind me.

A laugh I hadn’t heard in years.

Daniel.

I turned slowly.

He looked almost exactly as I remembered him.

Perfectly tailored tuxedo.

Expensive watch.

That same effortless confidence that always seemed one step away from arrogance.

And standing beside him with one hand wrapped possessively around his arm was Vanessa Cole.

The woman I had found barefoot in my kitchen five years earlier wearing one of Daniel’s shirts.

Vanessa recognized me immediately.

Her lips curled into a smile.

“Well, look