Divorce.

I remember when he proposed.

We walked into our wedding surrounded by blessings from friends and family.

I remember his promises.

"Claire, you have no idea how much I love you."

"Marrying you feels like a dream come true."

And I also remember, one week ago—

I found a hair tie in his lab coat pocket.

It had a little bear charm—a style I'd never worn.

It belonged to some other girl.