Love Like the Stars

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher.

[What romantic is not the starry night, it is having you by my side.]

In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist.

The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post:

[I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!]

Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji.

I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls.

"Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?"

Looking at how Theodore gently held her in his arms, comforting her, I realized something. Letting go of someone you’ve loved for seven years... can take only a moment.

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher.

[What romantic is not the starry night, it's having you by my side.]

In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist.

The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post:

[I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!]

Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji.

I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls.

"Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?"

Looking at how Theodore gently held her in his arms, comforting her, I realized something. Letting go of someone you’ve loved for seven years... can take only a moment.

…

When Theodore returned, I was sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast. Ever since his childhood sweetheart had come back, we hadn’t seen much of each other.

As our eyes met, I could sense a faint trace of annoyance in his gaze.

He glanced at my single serving and sat across from me.

"Where’s my breakfast?"

I didn’t look at him. I continued eating from my bowl.

"I didn’t make