THE WEDDING INVITATION

A month later, Ariel’s penthouse apartment was a tranquil oasis, the soft hum of the air conditioning and the gentle rustle of the wind outside creating a soothing background noise. She had just finished a virtual meeting with her team and was looking forward to a quiet evening when the doorbell rang. She hesitated for a moment, wondering who it could be, before making her way to the entrance.

As she opened the door, a surprised expression crossed her face. Monica, her former husband’s partner, stood in the hallway, a smug smile plastered on her face, but she wasn’t alone. Ariel’s instincts immediately went on high alert, her mind racing with possibilities.

“Monica, what a surprise,” Ariel said, her voice neutral, as she stepped aside to let her in.

Monica swept into the apartment, her eyes scanning the luxurious décor, a hint of envy flickering across her face.

“Ariel, your place is stunning,” she gushed, her voice dripping with insincerity.

“As if you’ve never been here be