After I Let Go

Synopsis

After I saw the letter my husband, Jason Garrett, had written to me ten years ago, I lowered the knife I had been pressing to my throat and signed the divorce agreement. When I reached out and handed him the document he had been waiting for all this time, he simply stood by the window and watched me in silence. He was waiting for me to lose control again, waiting for me to tear the papers to shreds, to beg him through bloody wounds to give up the woman outside, to use our dead child as leverage to force him to stay by my side. But I only looked at him, calmly almost gently, and, for the first time in a long while, I smiled. The truth was, the man I had always tried to hold on to was the one he had been ten years ago, not the person standing in front of me now, the one who had driven me out of my mind with his own hands. Yet after Jason finally got what he wanted and divorced me, he began to regret it.