Divorcing My HusbandChapter 1 Funeral
My son Aaron Walker's last birthday wish was for us three to go to Disneyland.
But Chris Walker, my husband, never liked me or our son.
I begged him endlessly, and he finally agreed.
The night before our departure, Chris vanished. Aaron passed away with his wish unfulfilled.
After handling the funeral alone, I discovered Chris in a photo on my sister Sharon Norris' Instagram post.
The caption read: ["I said I wanted to see the snow, and you took me thousands of miles just to find it."]
I maintained my composure, packing my belongings without a tear or outburst.
Then Chris cried, begging me not to go.
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It wasn't surprising that Chris would drop everything for Sharon.
I was never the exception with him.
He labeled me as someone who would do anything to climb the social ladder.
How could I compare to his eternal beloved?
I returned from the cemetery to the villa, our supposed marital home.
Yet, Chris rarely set foot here. It was more of a shared residence with Aaron.
Aaron's presence was evident everywhere. I wept as I began clearing away the traces of our life together.
Every remembrance of Aaron and me had to go.