12December2025
Dear Diary,
Im 37 now and have been single for a decade, ever since James left me. He cheated, and I never forgave him. Hes since moved in with his new wife, Charlotte, who was pregnant with his son Oliver after their whirlwind romance. They tied the knot, had the baby, and I simply cut off all contact. I have no idea what goes on in their world.
My own finances are solid I earn a good salary as a senior analyst in London, and a few weeks ago I finally sold the cottage I inherited from my grandmother in the Cotswolds. The sale brought in a tidy sum, just over £250,000. Id been thinking about finally getting a proper car perhaps a classic Austin Mini but first I need to learn to drive properly, and time is scarce. I hadnt decided what to do with the money yet, and I wasnt in any rush to part with it.
Then, out of the blue, James turned up at my office in Manchester. We hadnt spoken in years, so seeing his familiar face caught me off guard. He launched straight into the news: Oliver had been diagnosed with cancer, and the treatment would be expensive. He and Charlotte were short of cash, so hed come to me for help.
He reminded me of the house sale, hoping Id hand over a portion of the proceeds. It was perfectly timed, he thought. I was still mulling over whether to buy that car or save for a rainy day, and the amount he was asking was a respectable chunk of my windfall.
He pleaded, You have no idea how desperate we are! as if my feelings mattered. He never once considered how his actions had affected me, nor those of his new family. I remembered how, during the divorce, we split everything down the middle. He even tried to claim the flat Id bought before we married, insisting it should go back to him for his new household. I kept it, and that saved me a great deal of trouble.
He said if I didnt believe him, he could produce all the medical documents. I told him I didnt need any paperwork; I wasnt going to entertain his requests. He begged, swore hed pay everything back, and reminded me that Olivers rehabilitation would cost a fortune too. Honestly, I doubted Id ever see a penny returned.
When I asked why he didnt just go to the bank, his face turned red and he started shouting, even offering that I should crawl on my knees for him. I refused. Why should I debase myself? I have no desire to keep any part of his life, especially after the betrayal. He threatened to come back once Id calmed down and thought it over, but theres nothing left to think about.
Perhaps I seem coldhearted. The truth is, I want to control my own money and not share it with anyone who has shown me no respect. After the conversation I felt a pang of guilt, but Im convinced that refusing him is the lesson he needs a payment for the wrongs hes committed.
So Im keeping the cash, planning my own future, and letting James and Charlotte face their own battles. Tomorrow Ill testdrive that Mini and see if Im ready to finally get behind the wheel.
Emma












