I Deliver Takeaways To My Ex-Wife

Summary

I was pulling a graveyard shift for a delivery app when I unexpectedly ran into Beth.

She took the pharmacy bag of condoms from my hands, pulling her silk robe tighter around herself. Her neck was pale, dotted with fresh red marks.

She looked at me with casual indifference. "Is this all you do now?"

I offered a polite smile. "I am broke. Don't forget to leave a five-star review."

A man’s voice called out from inside the penthouse, urging her to hurry. Beth glanced back over her shoulder, but still paused to look at me.

"I haven't changed my number."