The Crepe Cart & My Vengeance

A family photo I took for my ex-husband and his new family went viral online.
Everyone was guessing what kind of trouble I, the crazy ex-wife, was about to stir up now.
After all, five years ago, Id done everything to keep him.
Id walked away with nothing.
Id even managed to get myself thrown in jail, torpedoing a brilliant legal career.
The whole city knew the story.
But even then, his heart was a stone.
The day after our divorce was finalized, he married a sweet young thing seven years his junior.
This time, however, there were no tears, no screaming matches, no desperate threats.
Instead, I set up a small cart at the entrance of the university, selling fresh crepes.
My first customer stood in front of my stand for ten solid minutes without saying a word.
Finally, I pulled down my mask and offered him a small smile.
Long time no see, Mr. Heaton.
Care for a crepe?

1.
Ethan Heatons voice was heavy when he finally spoke.
I thought youd pretend you didnt know me.
I stretched my lips into a smile that didnt reach my eyes. No point.
Why are you doing this? Running a food stand?
To make a living, I answered, my voice crisp. A girls gotta eat, right?
To survive, Id done just about everything these past few years.
Even after hed tried to ruin me, getting me blacklisted from nearly every firm in the city, Id scraped by, working one odd job after another.
He let out a soft sigh. You used to burn water. How on earth can you manage this?
The bell rang, signaling the end of classes, and a tide of students began to pour out of the university gates.
A young man ran up, a familiar grin on his face. Ava! The usual, one with ham!
Coming right up, I called back, cracking an egg with practiced ease.
Batter sizzled as it hit the hot griddle. With a flick of my wrist, I spread it into a perfect, golden circle.
Ethan watched my fluid movements, a strange, distant look in his eyes, as if he were seeing a ghost.
The students were a friendly bunch, gathering around the cart.
Hey, Ava, helping out Mrs. Gable again today? one of them asked.
I nodded.
Mrs. Gable was a pro bono client of mine. This little cart was the only thing keeping her and her granddaughter afloat.
Over the years, Id helped countless people just like her.
I hadnt made much money, but Id picked up a surprising number of skills.
The line grew longer, a river of hungry students.
I lost sight of Ethan in the bustling crowd.
By the time I was packing up, I figured he was long gone.
Just like old times, I walked into my favorite little noodle shop and ordered a bowl of soup.
A familiar male voice sounded from behind me.
Ill have what shes having.
Ethan sat down across from me.
With an old, ingrained familiarity, he wiped down my cutlery with a napkin and poured me a glass of hot water.
He hesitated before asking, How have you how have you been?
Fine. Im doing fine. My tone was flat.
The noodle shop was a popular student hangout, and more than a few recognized Ethan.
Mr. Heaton!
Professor Heaton!
Greetings echoed around us.
You didn't have to ask to see that he was thriving.
By contrast, I looked simple, almost destitute.
When did you get back to the city? he asked.
A month ago.
He paused. The day you took that picture for us.
I didnt deny it.
I never thought the world could be so small.
To run into him and his perfect little family right after Id returned.
I certainly never imagined that a simple family photo, taken for strangers whose faces I could barely see, would blow up my old social media circles and become the subject of so many bets.
Lily didnt mean to post that picture, he said. And all those comments dont pay them any mind. Its all nonsense.
I shook my head. I dont have time for any of that.
He was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice. If you need help, I can
I dont, I cut him off. Im doing just fine.
It was the truth.
But Ethan seemed to think I was just being stubborn.
His brow furrowed, and his voice rose. Its been five years, Ava. Why cant you just let it go?
Do you have to degrade yourself like this just to make me feel guilty?
Through the rising steam from my noodles, I looked at his face, still young, still handsome.
I could barely remember the hateful expression hed worn five years ago when he forced me to sign the divorce papers.
I looked away. I let it go a long time ago.
You
Our food arrived, cutting him off.
The owner of the shop beamed at us.
Well, look who it is! Its been years since you two lovebirds came by.
Ethan froze.
My expression didnt change. You must have us confused with someone else, sir.
No, couldnt be. Ive had thousands of customers, but Ill never forget you two. Always so attached at the hip, the owner muttered, scratching his head as he walked away.
Ethan turned to me. Why would you deny it? This was our spot. We came here on dates all the time.
I focused on my noodles.
Was it? I dont remember.
He suddenly stood up and walked over to a wall covered in a dense collage of photographs.
After searching for a long moment, he pulled one out, a triumphant look on his face.
See? Look, this is
He stopped short, snatching the photo back as if it had burned him.
But Id already seen it.
In the faded picture, Ethan was sitting to my left, his arm slung casually around my neck.
And on my right, her hand clutching the hem of my shirt, was a shy, pretty girl.
His now-wife, Lily.
In the bottom left corner, a blurry date stamp read: six years ago today.

2.
I was seven years his senior.
We met when I returned to my old university as a successful alumna to give a guest lecture. He was the student representative chosen to ask the first question.
I remember his eyessharp, ambitious.
Even in a faded, threadbare shirt, his youthful fire was impossible to ignore.
After the lecture, he boldly stopped me.
He told me hed attended every public talk Id ever given, that I was the reason he was fighting so hard.
I had no shortage of suitors back then and was used to the empty flattery of the corporate world.
But his admiration was so raw, so intense, that it made my heart skip a beat.
Still, I turned him down.
Ethan was too young. It was probably just a fleeting crush.
I never expected what came next.
His pursuit was relentless, almost manic.
Ethan didnt have much money, but hed use what he saved from his meal plan to buy me enormous bouquets of roses.
Hed wait outside my office building late into the night, just to bring me a thermos of homemade soup to help with my hangovers after client dinners.
No matter how many times I rejected him, he never backed down.
Then one night, I was cornered by a senior partner at a work event.
Ethan, who had been waiting for me, saw what was happening. He threw a punch, nearly destroying his own future in the process.
I was furious, screaming at him with the harshest words I could find.
But his eyes just sparkled as he took my hand.
When Ethan Heaton wants something, he doesn't stop, even if it means breaking himself against a wall, he said, his voice raw with emotion.
Ava, Im in love with you. You can reject me a thousand times, a million times, and Ill still love you.
I gave in.
For that fierce, youthful sincerity, I gambled everything.
My parents didnt understand. My friends warned me it would never last.
There were times I doubted it myself.
But Ethan kept his promises.
At his graduation, in front of everyone, he got down on one knee.
Ava, hed said, his voice shaking, Ill spend the rest of my life proving you made the right choice.
After we were married, I used every connection I had to pave his way.
He was brilliant and driven, and within a few years, hed made a name for himself in the legal world, even opening his own firm.
To the world, he was a high-powered attorney. But with me, he was still the same needy, possessive young man.
At his insistence, I eventually left my high-profile job at the big firm.
I wanted to pursue my ideals more purely, to help those who couldnt help themselves.
It was during that time that I met Lily.
Her fathers domestic abuse case had just been thrown out.
The moment they stepped out of the courthouse, her father grabbed the frail girl by the hair and began dragging her across the pavement.
I ran in to stop him.
I took a few punches meant for her and ended up in the hospital.
Ethan was livid, but I insisted on helping Lily.
She was homeless and terrified her father would come after her, so I let her move in with us.
She was endlessly grateful, calling me her big sister.
At first, Ethan was cold to her, often getting jealous of the time I spent with her.
That changed when I asked him to take over her case.
As he delved into her story, his prejudice faded, replaced by pity for the genuinely tragic girl.
For a while, the three of us ate together, traveled together.
I never once questioned anyones sincerity.
I didnt know that the human heart can change in an instant.
It all came crashing down on my thirty-third birthday.
Id cut a business trip short to come home and surprise him.
The first thing I saw in the entryway was Ethans belt, tangled with the little white dress Id bought for Lily.
A soft, intimate light glowed from under the bedroom door, accompanied by the sound of unrestrained, breathy moans.
My world shattered the moment I pushed the door open.
I grabbed the nearest heavy object from the desk and hurled it at the bed.
Ethan, are you even human? Shes only nineteen!
Lily looked up from his arms, her eyes swimming with tears. Ava, I-I wanted this. Were in love.
The pain in my chest was so sharp my voice came out as a ragged whisper.
What about me? What am I supposed to do?
Ethan wrapped the duvet tightly around Lily.
After the initial flash of panic, his expression settled into a chilling calm.
He slowly got out of bed, walked over to me, and lifted my chin.
You said it yourself. Lily is nineteen. But you?
Ava, youre thirty-three.
His eyes scanned my face, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. Do you have any idea how hard it is to hide those crows feet around your eyes?
When were out together, people think youre my sugar mama.
My hands were shaking with rage.
Was I not seven years older than you when we met, Ethan?
If you were so ashamed of me, why didnt you say something sooner?
The smirk vanished. Youre right. You didnt do anything wrong. But youre so boring, Ava.
Lily is young, vibrant. She looks up to me, depends on me.
Just like you used to love the younger me, remember?
I listened to him, and a hysterical laugh escaped my lips, though tears streamed down my face.
Fine, I choked out. Fine Lets get a divorce.
But he just frowned. A divorce? Im not divorcing you. Not now, anyway.
Lets just call it
He paused. A way of honoring the promise I made to you all those years ago.

3.
I refused to be force-fed that bitter pill.
The day after I discovered their affair, I sent an intimate photo of Ethan and Lily to a group chat for the entire legal industry.
It was deleted quickly, but the damage was done.
The next day, I threw all of Lilys belongings out onto the street right in front of Ethan.
Get out.
Lily sobbed, clutching at Ethans sleeve.
Ethan just gave me a cold look and made a phone call.
Half an hour later, every single one of my bank accounts was frozen.
On the third day, I went to his firms biggest client and informed them of his moral failings. The client immediately agreed to reconsider their contract.
That night, Ethan came home reeking of whiskey.
He grabbed me by the back of the neck and slammed me down onto the desk.
On it lay a freshly signed, three-year contract extension with that very same client.
Is that all youve got, Ava?
Ethan was right.
He would do anything to get ahead. I was no match for his ruthlessness.
So, I gathered evidence and filed an anonymous tip about his firms creative accounting.
For good measure, I also paid a visit to Lilys university advisor and laid out the facts of her situation.
But all I got for my trouble was a notice that my own law license was under investigation and had been suspended.
When I stormed into his office to confront him, he was feeding cherries to Lily.
Know when to quit, Ava, he said, gently wiping a smudge of juice from the corner of her mouth.
You lay another finger on Lily, and I cant guarantee youll ever get that license back.
In that moment, a profound sense of powerlessness washed over me.
I finally understood just how vast the chasm of power between us had become.
Ava?
A soft voice pulled me back to the present.
Lily was standing by our table, her hand resting on a small, round belly.
She was dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, her makeup flawless, her cheeks rosy.
She was clearly being well taken care of.
It really is you! Ava, I almost didnt recognize you. For a second, I thought you were one of the waitstaff.
I stared at her, saying nothing.
What are you doing now? I heard you were running a food cart. She put on a look of profound pity. You were a legend back in law school. How did you end up like this?
Ethan frowned. Lily.
Oh, lighten up. Im just concerned, she said, playfully shaking his arm. Were all old friends here, why so serious?
I gave her a humorless smile. Can you really call someone you have a blood feud with a friend?
The air crackled, the friendly pretense shattered.
Five years ago, just as my war with Ethan had reached its exhausting peak, another tragedy struck.
My mother, a surgeon, was stabbed by the family member of a former patient.
I rushed to the hospital, my world spinning.
When I got there, I found Ethan holding a trembling Lily, comforting her.
Its okay, he was saying. Its not your fault. Youre a victim, too.
Thats when I learned the attacker was Lilys father.
He had beaten his wife to death and blamed the doctors for failing to save her.
Hed stabbed my mother right in front of them. They had witnessed the whole thing.
I broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.
Ethan hesitantly placed a hand on my shoulder.
Dont worry. Ill make sure you win this case.
I sued Lilys father.
But when the time came for her to testify as a witness, she disappeared.
All she left was a text message, dripping with false contrition.
[Ava, Im so sorry. But hes still my father. I cant do it.]
The case fell apart due to insufficient evidence. My mother was officially found liable for medical malpractice.
She died not long after, consumed by grief and despair.
Lily came to the funeral, crying harder than anyone.
Im sorry, Ava, Im so, so sorry
I slapped her, hard.
Then I lunged, my hands closing around her throat.
Why did I ever save you? I shrieked. Give me back my mother!
Ethan shoved me away violently.
I stumbled backward, crashing into my mothers headstone.
Have you lost your mind, Ava? Lily is innocent in all this!
I was shaking from head to toe. What about me? What about my mom?
Why is it that the good people are the ones who never get a happy ending?
Ethans gaze was like ice.
To prevent me from hurting Lily further, he called the police.
I was detained on assault charges.
The next time I saw him was in a visitation room. He brought the divorce papers with him.
Sign this, Ava, he said. And well be even.
My heart was a dead weight in my chest as I read the agreement.
You want me to walk away with nothing?
Ethan showed me a picture of my family home, the front door splattered with red paint and vicious graffiti.
Lilys mothers death was partly due to your mothers mistake in surgery.
I dont want you to live in fear. Think of this as compensation for her.
After you get out
He sighed. Make sure you take care of Moms final arrangements.
Tears fell like stones onto the paper.
In that single moment, every vow, every promise Ethan had ever made to me, crumbled into dust.
I signed the papers, just as he wanted.

4.
We never thought we never imagined things would be so hard for you afterward, Ethan said, his voice thick with something that might have been regret. He took a credit card from his wallet.
Take this. As compensation. The pin is your birthday.
Lilys face tightened, but she forced a smile.
Ava, you really dont need to treat us like enemies.
Besides, its not like you have a man to take care of you, like I have Ethan. It cant be easy for a woman your age, all alone
Im not alone.
I cut her off, pushing Ethans card back across the table.
As I moved, my sleeve slid up, revealing the simple diamond band on my ring finger.
Im married. And Im very happy.
They both stared, stunned into silence.
Lily was the first to recover.
Oh, really? Well, congratulations, Ava.
A sly look entered her eyes. So, your new husband is he
My phone lit up with a string of frantic calls from a certain someone, demanding to know when I was coming home.
I declined the call and texted back a quick reply, answering her question without looking up. Hes two years older than me.
Lilys voice was laced with meaning. Oh. I would have thought you were still into younger men.
Thats enough!
Ethans face darkened.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with disappointment. Ava, do you have to degrade yourself like this?
Marrying some old man? Making crepes to support him?
Is this the life you really want? Have you forgotten who you were? You were one of the most brilliant legal minds of your generation!
I hit send and finally looked up at him.
Youre crossing a line, Ethan.
He faltered. I just I want you to have a good life.
Dont bother.
My voice was clipped and final. Because I want you to have a miserable one.
I looked from him to Lily.
And I have never, ever forgiven either of you.
I just decided to stop wasting my precious time on two rotten people.
Ive already paid my bill. Ill be going now.
Without another word, I turned and walked away.
Behind me, their hushed, angry voices followed me out.
What was that, Ethan? Are you trying to get back together with that old hag?
For Gods sake, Lily, stop calling her that! She was like a sister to you!
And you were like my brother-in-law! Dont you forget youre the one who crawled into my bed
Shut up and get in the car!
I didnt slow down, heading straight for the door.
Evening was falling, and the sidewalk was filled with people of all ages, coming and going.
Time truly is the most impartial judge of all.
No one stays young forever.
And when a beautiful facade finally crumbles, the true ugliness of the heart is laid bare.
I had just stepped out of the restaurant when I heard hurried footsteps behind me.
Ethan caught up, grabbing my arm.
Ava, listen to me
He was out of breath, his eyes gleaming in the fading light.
The truth is, when you left, I
His words trailed off as a bright, childish voice rang out from behind him.
Mommy!

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