Crying for Your Ex? Watch Me Take Your Empire

At his ex’s wedding, my husband cried.

In the six years we’d been married, it was the first time I had ever seen him shed a tear.

He hadn’t even cried at my father’s funeral.

Back then, he just gave me two cold words: “My condolences.”

I couldn’t count how many times we’d fought over his icy indifference, with him always dismissing me as “too dramatic.”

After the reception, I watched him lying dead drunk on the bed, constantly murmuring her name in his sleep.

I let out a bitter scoff. His tears had never belonged to me.