Aurora pinched James lightly and shoved a piece of dessert into his mouth. "Alright, alright. Can't you ever stop talking, even while eating?"

I forced a small smile. "I know what you're trying to say, but honestly, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

Who Richard loved or cared about didn't matter since I was divorcing him. I had my life, and he had his, with the person he wanted to be with.

"If only Susan hadn't gotten divorced," James suddenly lamented, ...