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1078words2026-01-26 09:13

I had a car accident on my way to divorce Ethan.
There had been seven years of chasing between Ethan and me,and three years of marriage.I had loved him for ten whole years,but I had never felt his love in return.Our story ended with a divorce,leaving nothing behind.
The angels decided to allow me to stay on earth in the form of a soul for ten days out of mercy before sending me on my way.During this period,people couldn't sense my presence,and I could only stay as a bystander.

When Ethan learned of my death,his first reaction was,"Oh."
Later on,I saw Ethan crying his heart out in our home like a madman,begging me to come back.
Perhaps the most tragic thing other than having a husband who didn't love me during our three-year marriage was that just when I had made up my mind to let go,get a divorce,and start a new life,I died.
At the exact same time I had the car accident,my husband was waiting for me at court for our divorce.I heard him talking on the phone with his first love,saying that he would go and celebrate her birthday with her after we're finished.
When he made that call,he probably never expected that the next call would be the news of my death.
It was raining gloomily the day I decided to divorce Ethan.

When Ethan answered my call,his tone was as impatient as usual.I was standing by the window holding my phone,looking at the pattering rain,and I heard him say,"Divorce?Amelia,can't you stop being so unreasonable?Do you really have to use this kind of trick to get my attention?"
After being married to Ethan for three years,I had learned how to maintain an indifferent facade at his sarcasm and mockery long ago, but somehow this time his words still stung my heart a little.Maybe it was because the words seemed to fit the mood of the rainy day.
"Ethan,I'm serious.I'll explain things clearly to your dad.The divorce is my own decision. As for the property,I only want the house we're living in now,and you can decide what to do with the rest."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone,and he simply said,"I'm coming back now,"befor hanging up.

Soon afterwards,Ethan came home.He looked a bit tired,and the hair on his forehead was damp from the rain.It seemed that he had rushed back in a hurry.I suddenly realized that in our three years of marriage,the first time he had come home so early was for our divorce.
I picked up a towel and wanted to hand it to him,but he grabbed my wrist."Amelia,what exactly are you dissatisfied with?You used all kinds of means to beg me to marry you in the first place,and now you want a divorce.After being my wife for three years,what else are you not satisfied with?"
That kind of questioning again,and that coldness in his voice.I actually wanted to say,Ethan,after being married for three years,do you even know that we're husband and wife?You wouldn't ask such a question even if there’s only a little bit of love for me left inside you.But as the words came to my lips,I swallowed them back silently.I had asked such questions countless times in those three years,but all I got in return were fierce arguments or his indifferent ignoring.I was really, really tired and didn't want to have meaningless debates with him anymore.
I tried to pull my wrist free but my effort was in vain.Looking into his impatient eye,I said,"Ethan,it was my mistake to insist on marrying you in the first place.This marriage has made neither of us happy,hasn't it?Weren't you the one who suggested breaking up many times before?It was my stubbornness that led to this wrong marriage.Now let's part ways amicably and stop torturing each other."
When I said these words,I sounded calmer than I had expected.Three years of marriage had smoothed out the edges of my personality,and I had even forgotten what it was like to be that carefree and assertive person many years ago.
Our marriage really wasn't very happy.They say that marriage is the grave of love,but in our case there was never any love from the very beginning.My engagement to Ethan was the wish of our two families.His mother passed away a year before our marriage,and he married me according to his mother's last wish.
Our two families had been friends for generations.I met Ethan when I was eleven years old,and we grew up together.During our long time of getting along,I developed feelings for him.From our youthful school days to when we entered society one after another, I chased after his figure for seven years.
Finally,in the eighth year,my dream came true and Iwalked down the aisle with him.It wasn’t until from that moment thatI realized marriage was more cruel than I had imagined.I knew fully well that he didn't love me,but I stubbornly thought that with so much time ahead,I could gradually warm his heart.Later,I found out that Ethan's heart was as cold as stone.In the three years of our marriage,he came home only a handful of times.He never touched the food that I reheated for him over and over again.The texts I sent him rarely got a reply,and he never wore the wedding ring that I cherished so much.
All my self-comforting finally collapsed completely when I saw him meeting his first love.
I saw him chatting and laughing with her so casually and when he talked about their past his eyes were filled with joy.But when he mentioned our marriage,I saw nothing but coldness and impatience in his eyes.I finally understood that this marriage was a torture for him,and in fact,it was the same for me.
He stared at me for a few seconds,and finally let go of my hand."Have you really thought this through?"
Looking at the red marks on my wrist,I said,"Yes.Let's meet at court at ten o'clock on Tuesday morning."
Ethan took a deep breath,as if trying to suppress his emotions.In the end,he just nodded and didn't say anything.After thinking for a while,I asked,"Your luggage...?"
"Just throw it away."
Then he closed the door heavily and left without looking back.But after he left,I leaned against the door frame and sat on the floor,crying out loud.That door separated me from Ethan,and it was also a sign that we would be completely separated from then on.
Why was I crying?Maybe it was because this ten-year farce finally had an end.