Two months after my divorce, I found my ex-wife sitting alone in a hospital corridor… and the moment I recognized her, something inside me broke.

chair.

I froze.

Questions crashed into my mind.

What happened?

Why was she here?

Why was she alone?

My legs carried me toward her before I even realized I was moving.

“Maya?”

She looked up.

For a brief second, surprise crossed her face.

“Arjun…?”

A painful knot formed in my chest.

“What happened to you?” I asked. “Why are you here?”

She immediately looked away.continue reading …