Whispers spread instantly.
"Wife?"
"Alexander Blackwood's wife?"
"That's impossible…"
Emily watched their expressions change.
Shock.
Jealousy.
Regret.
It was beautiful.
Her ex-fiancé stepped closer.
"This is a joke."
Emily looked at him.
For the first time—
Without love.
Without pain.
Just indifference.
"You're right," she said.
"You were the joke."
His face went pale.
"And now?" she continued.
"I'm the punchline."
The room exploded with murmurs.
And Emily—
Had never felt more alive.