Months later, she saw him. He was walking down the street, hand in hand with someone else. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest.
He didn't see her, but she couldn't tear her eyes away. The way he smiled at the woman beside him, the way he laughed—it was the same smile, the same laugh that had once been hers.
She turned and walked away before he could see her, her vision blurred by tears.