The Woman He Let Go Eight Times

My husband, Don Dominic, married me eight times.

And divorced me eight times—for the woman he truly loved.

Each time she returned, I was discarded without hesitation. Each time, I learned how little I meant.

By the eighth divorce, I stopped begging.

So when I placed the ninth set of papers on his desk, I was calm.

“Let’s divorce. Your first love is back.”

He signed without even looking at me.

“Come back next month,” he said. “We’ll marry again.”

But he didn’t know I had already booked a one-way flight.

This time, I wasn’t coming back.

And he would never find me again.