I Got Seated Next to My Husband’s Ex on a Flight – by the Time We Landed, My Marriage Was Over

A woman slipped into the seat beside me. She gave me a polite smile—the kind strangers exchange when circumstances force them into temporary proximity. Nothing unusual… until I caught sight of the name on her boarding pass as she slid it into the seat pocket.

A name I had heard far too many times whenever Oscar spoke about his past. My husband’s ex-wife, Clara. I recognized her instantly.

I had seen their wedding photos three years ago, right after I moved into Oscar’s house. “You can look through them before I pack everything away into the basement,” Oscar had told me. “I’ve gotten a bunch of boxes.

I’m just waiting for Clara to let me know if she wants them before I destroy them, you know?”

“I get it,” I had replied. “Despite your marriage ending, this is a core memory in your lives.”

He’d looked at me strangely then, as if he wanted to say something more but chose not to. Instead, he smiled and walked away into the kitchen.Continue reading…