My Husband Left Me with Our Six-Year-Old When Our Business Failed – Three Years Later, I Ran into Him at a Car Dealership, and He Was in Tears

We had a small apartment. An old car that ran most days.

Groceries without counting every dollar.

I thought I’d closed that chapter of my life for good.

Then, I walked into the car dealership.

I was signing the final paperwork for a used sedan. My car had been on its last legs for months, and I’d finally saved enough for something that wouldn’t leave us stranded. That’s when I noticed someone in the waiting area.

A man hunched over, elbows on his knees, face buried in his hands.

His shoulders were shaking.

I looked away out of politeness. Then something made me look again.

The shape of his back. The way his hair fell.

The jacket I’d bought him for his birthday years ago.

It was John.

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