Not Your Pathetic Ex Anymore

ears

e. Their on-again, off-again romance was a constant source of gossip, culminating in a recent engagement annou

ent in a diffe

ous hotels. I wasn't admiring the view. I was chasing my seven-year-old son, Le

nning!" I said,

d out the suite door, which a room

eo

hing sweatpants-comfortable, but hardly appropriate for the glitzy charity gala happening in the g

or behind the main event. I spotted Leo' s small form sl

pagne glasses, the murmur of hundreds of conversations. I stood out im

ped hard into a waiter, sending a tray of c

hot. The music stuttered.

g on a small stage under a spotlight, were Ni

r smile froze. A look of pure, unadulter