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I Don't Love You Anymore, Please Be A Qualified Ex

At the singles party, my boyfriend and some friends were drinking and playing games. He was red-faced and tipsy, holding hands with his first love. "If I hadn't been late that day, you'd be my wife now." Everyone turned to me, clearly nervous that I might make a scene. I smiled warmly, took off my wedding ring, and sincerely said, "Congrats on your upcoming wedding. Here's to two kids in three years and three more in five."