I did it. I could clap my hands and sing for joy. After months of planning, years of dreaming, it’s done. She is gone.
I’m not sure if he’s happy though.
He should be. He said so many times how different things would be if she were gone. If he had never married her. Well, this is the next best thing.
Of course, he cannot show his true feelings. No more can I. I have to remember that. After a suitable time, life will go on. Until then, we must pretend.