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

But Clara wasn’t done unraveling my life. “And just so you know,” she continued, leaning closer, her eyes locking onto mine, “Oscar calls me whenever things get rough. Like a few months ago when you two had that fight about him spending too many long nights at the office.

And last week… when he said you fought and you packed up to go to your mother.”

I couldn’t speak. “He always calls me when he needs someone to talk to. You know, when he feels a bit lost.”

My head spun.

How could the man I married—who showered me with love when we first got together—still be so deeply tied to someone he insisted was “just part of his past”? “Why are you telling me all this?” I finally whispered. She shrugged, almost gentle.

“I don’t know, Grace-y. You seem like a nice girl, and I thought you deserved to know the truth.”

I didn’t say another word. Neither did she.

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