I have to admit, receiving your letter was one of the most unexpected moments of my life. At first, I was surprised — and then, strangely enough, I felt relief. Yes, it’s true — we were married for seven years. But let’s just say, life with you was not exactly the fairy tale I once imagined.
I often spent evenings lost in my favorite shows, partly because they were my escape from the constant noise and complaints at home. When you tried cooking that special dinner, I wanted to be touched — until I noticed it was pork, something I haven’t eaten in years. It made me wonder if you ever really noticed the little things about me.
There were other moments too, small signs that things weren’t right. Like when I spotted the price tag still attached to the silk boxers you proudly wore — the same day my sister had borrowed money from me. Coincidences like that made me realize just how many cracks had formed in our marriage. Still, I held on, believing love would be enough to see us through.
So when I unexpectedly won the lottery, I thought fate had given us a second chance. I quit my job, bought two tickets to Jamaica, and planned to surprise you with a fresh start. But when I walked in with the news… you were gone. Perhaps it was destiny. My lawyer says your letter ensures you won’t be entitled to anything — and honestly, I think that’s fair. I wish you the best in finding the happiness you were searching for.