Earlier that day, leaving the vet clinic, my mind had been a tangled, suffocating mess. After the initial panic, the first thought that surfaced was: What happens to Silas if I die?
He would eventually remarry.
I had even thought about it rationally. Serena was divorced. I would be gone. Them getting together wouldn't be a scandal; it would be a tragic, romantic reunion.
Everything would be fine.
But today, seeing them laugh together, seeing him hold her while I stood there with my internal organs bleeding out... I changed my mind. I took back everything I had said.
I remembered the first time I truly understood who Serena was.
It was my tenth birthday. My mom had scraped together enough money to take me for afternoon tea at the Plaza Hotel. It was unbelievably luxurious, full of hushed voices and gleaming gold.
A few tables away sat a family of three, their faces radiating happiness. The little girl, wearing a custom velvet dress and a sparkling tiara, giggled endlessly. Her father sat across from her, snapping photos with an expensive camera, his eyes overflowing with adoration.
When the man got up to use the restroom, he turned his head. The fork in my hand slipped, clattering loudly against the porcelain plate.
My mother noticed my shock. She followed my gaze, and a tired, resigned look crossed her face. "Do you want to go say hi?" she asked softly. "He is your father, after all."
When the man returned to the table, the little girl practically leaped out of her chair and threw her arms around his neck. He caught her, lifting her high into the air, their laughter ringing like clear bells.
I shook my head, my eyes burning.
The father in my memory was a cold, irritable man who yelled at me whenever I tried to show him my drawings or ask for a hug. For years, I had convinced myself he just didn't know how to express love.
That day, watching Serena, I finally understood the truth.
He wasn't incapable of love; he just didn't love me.
Everything I had ever desperately wanted, Serena got with effortless ease.
And now, she had come back for my husband.