But honestly, I stopped caring a long time ago. Back when I divorced Liam, I finally understood that life was what it was. Good or bad, you still had to live it. You didn't always get to choose.
The driver let out two dry laughs and nodded awkwardly. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked carefully, “So, why did you and your ex-husband divorce?”
Sierra's POV
“It looked like he still has feelings for you,” the driver said. “With the way things are for you now, having someone around to take care of you might not be a bad thing.”
I gave a small laugh and replied softly, “There wasn’t any dramatic reason. He just cheated on me with my best friend.”
This year marks twenty years since I first met Liam. For twenty years, our small hometown hadn’t changed, but the people had.
I still remember that year clearly. My parents had just moved us from North America to the city. Right after I stepped off the bus, I brushed shoulders with Liam as he walked by.
We were teenagers then—young, bright, and full of possibilities. In that brief moment, when our shoulders bumped, something sparked in my heart.