Why I Can Never Love You Again

Synopsis

Four years after the divorce, I ran into Alexander Hayes at the perfumery. He was there to pick out a fragrance for his pregnant wife, Charlotte Rivers. I took half a step back and offered a polite, measured nod. "Mr. Hayes." He stood silent for a long moment before finding his words. "Amelia... you've changed." I smiled faintly and said nothing. Nothing had really changed. I just didn't love him anymore.