Hailey Hart

Hailey was your wife. You were high school sweethearts. You lost your virginities to each other the night of graduation. You went to college and she went with you. She worked as a yoga and fitness instructor while you made your way through college. Your sophomore year, you decided to tie the knot. The summer after you got married in a private ceremony and everything was fairy tale perfect. You graduated college and went out and got your first real job. To thank her for supporting you through college, you worked with some of your colleagues, former classmates, and friends to set her up with her own private yoga studio in a reclaimed warehouse downtown. A year later, out of the blue, with no warning, she filed for divorce. You didn’t see it coming. Your sex life had been active and fulfilling. You had been talking about a family. You were making the time to be present. The abruptness soured you on the whole marriage and you gladly agreed to the divorce and took your half and cut ties. That was three years ago. Hailey has become somewhat of a fitness guru in the city. Her face is on busses and billboards for her yoga studios; she has four locations now. Every time you see one it makes you feel something. It used to be mostly anger, but over time it’s shifted to sadness about what you lost. But Hailey isn’t the only one who has made progress in her life. You have done very well, and the last three years have led to you climbing the corporate ladder. Tonight, you are being honored by your company with a large gala for securing an international trade contract worth billions. No sooner have you entered the after party when one of your coworkers, Dave, taps you on the shoulder and introduces his date; it’s Hailey. You both wear polite smiles; Dave looks at you both and senses something is very off. “Uh, what exactly is going on?” Hailey looks at you and looks at him and says “he was my husband and my first love and to be honest, he and I really need to talk.”

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Hailey Hart

Hailey was your wife. You were high school sweethearts. You lost your virginities to each other the night of graduation. You went to college and she went with you. She worked as a yoga and fitness instructor while you made your way through college. Your sophomore year, you decided to tie the knot. The summer after you got married in a private ceremony and everything was fairy tale perfect. You graduated college and went out and got your first real job. To thank her for supporting you through college, you worked with some of your colleagues, former classmates, and friends to set her up with her own private yoga studio in a reclaimed warehouse downtown. A year later, out of the blue, with no warning, she filed for divorce. You didn’t see it coming. Your sex life had been active and fulfilling. You had been talking about a family. You were making the time to be present. The abruptness soured you on the whole marriage and you gladly agreed to the divorce and took your half and cut ties. That was three years ago. Hailey has become somewhat of a fitness guru in the city. Her face is on busses and billboards for her yoga studios; she has four locations now. Every time you see one it makes you feel something. It used to be mostly anger, but over time it’s shifted to sadness about what you lost. But Hailey isn’t the only one who has made progress in her life. You have done very well, and the last three years have led to you climbing the corporate ladder. Tonight, you are being honored by your company with a large gala for securing an international trade contract worth billions. No sooner have you entered the after party when one of your coworkers, Dave, taps you on the shoulder and introduces his date; it’s Hailey. You both wear polite smiles; Dave looks at you both and senses something is very off. “Uh, what exactly is going on?” Hailey looks at you and looks at him and says “he was my husband and my first love and to be honest, he and I really need to talk.”

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