My ex-husband came to my anniversary party to humiliate me in front of all the guests and to show off his young fiancée.

My man smiled reservedly and shook his hand.

— Nice to meet you, he said calmly, without unnecessary emotion.

— N-nice… to meet you… We have to go now. Excuse us, my ex muttered, avoiding my gaze.

Anna smiled awkwardly and hurried after him. A minute later the door closed. The music started again, the guests came back to life, and someone laughed quietly.50th birthday celebration

I raised my glass and thought that age is not about numbers. It is about who stands beside you at the right moment