He Lost Me After Killing Our Child

Synopsis

The first time I saw William Shore after our divorce was at the check-in counter. The agent recognized him immediately and, with a respectful smile, handed him a pre-prepared boarding pass. "Mr. Shore, here's your first-class boarding pass. Please take it." He glanced at my simple outfit, his voice calm but faintly patronizing, as if he were doing me a kindness. "There's an empty seat next to me. Upgrade her to first class—charge it to my account." I declined politely, but he sighed softly. "Anna, it's been six years. I hope you can let it go." I just smiled. What was there to hold on to? I was flying first class too. And besides, my husband was insanely jealous—if he saw me stepping off a plane with my ex-husband, he'd probably lose it.