Despite everything, I still had hope. When I hit the lottery — ten million dollars — I saw it as a fresh start. I quit my job, booked two tickets to Jamaica, and came home ready to surprise you.
But instead of celebrating, I came back to an empty house — and your divorce letter. I guess fate has its own sense of humor.
Turns out your letter was the best gift ever. According to my lawyer, it proves you left on your own — which means you’re not getting a penny.
Good luck out there. I truly hope you find the happiness you couldn’t find with me. I, on the other hand, have ten million reasons to smile.