I never thought the day would come when Lucas would leave me, but the moment he did, I knew my life was about to change.
It wasn’t just the heartbreak – what hurt the most was hearing his arrogant voice when he said he’d found someone better, someone younger.
I never expected Lucas to turn out to be that kind of person.
We’d been together for five years, and while our union hadn’t been perfect, I’d always believed our bond was strong enough to withstand any adversity.
But one day he came home from work with a smug smile on his face.
‘I think it’s time for us to part ways,’ he said nonchalantly, and his words hit me like a slap.
I stared at him, feeling my heart pounding frantically.
‘What, what are you talking about?’
“I met someone. Someone younger. Someone who understands me,” he uttered without even looking at me.
‘It’s time for a renewal.’
Those words were like a punch to the gut.
I couldn’t believe it.
How could he throw away everything we had so easily?
But that’s exactly what he did – he walked away, leaving me with shattered dreams and the bitterness of betrayal.
And then the bragging started.
For weeks after our breakup, Lucas didn’t miss a single opportunity to show me his ‘new happiness.’
He posted pictures with his new girlfriend, Zoe, on social media-a young woman who seemed to be everything I wasn’t: more carefree, more adventurous, and, in his words, more ‘fun.’
Lucas was making sure I saw these posts showing off their ‘perfect’ life.
I had to unsubscribe from him to keep my sanity.
The constant reminders that he had moved on, leaving me behind was too painful.
But the worst part was hearing him talk about me to our mutual friends.
He would say things like, “Glad to be rid of that burden. It’s time to move on.”
His words hurt to the core.
I gave him everything – my love, my time, my heart – and he threw me away like I was nothing.
In his eyes, I was just a stepping stone to something ‘better.’
A stepping stone to a younger, more ‘exciting’ love.
The sweet return of karma
Soon rumours began to reach me.
At first it was just whispers – nothing concrete.
But then one evening I ran into an old friend from Lucas’s family, Lily.
We had once been close, before everything fell apart.
‘I heard about Lucas,’ she said with a faint chuckle.
‘Do you know what happened to him and Zoe?’
I shook my head, feeling curiosity and anxiety mingle in my chest.
‘Zoe left him,’ Lily said with a smile.
‘She went to his son.’
The words hit me like a goods train.
‘His son?’ – I asked, barely believing it.
“Yes! Can you believe it?
Turns out Lucas’s son from his first marriage, Ryan, was dating Zoe behind his back.
And now she’s with him.
They’re even talking about a serious relationship.”
I felt the corners of my lips quiver in a smile.
Karma had finally arrived, and how powerful.
I wanted to call Lucas right away, but I held back.
Instead, I decided to wait.
I wanted him to experience the same humiliation he put me through.
It didn’t take long before Lucas came crawling back.
A week later, my phone vibrated with a text from an unknown number.
I almost didn’t open it, but something told me I should.
It was Lucas.
*‘Can we talk?’
I stared at the message for a long time before I decided to answer.
*‘About what?’
*”I blew it.
Can we meet?”
I thought for a moment.
I could already picture the desperate look on his face, the guilt in his eyes.
I had something to say to him, but this wasn’t my moment to finish the story.
This was his moment to feel the same pain I felt.
*‘I think you know what you did yourself.’
I didn’t answer or confront him again.
But I found out from Lily.
Lucas was crushed.
His pride had been trampled in the most public way.
It was a real blow to the ego of a man who thought he could throw people away as easily as he did his relationships.
The woman he’d left me for was now leaving him for his own son.
Lucas wasn’t laughing anymore.
The next weekend, I went to a mutual friend’s house.
I wasn’t going to settle scores with anyone, but I had a feeling Lucas would be there.
And sure enough, when I walked into the hall, he was standing in the corner, looking clumsier than ever.
As soon as I appeared, he looked up and smiled awkwardly.
‘Alina,’ he said in a strained voice.
‘Can we talk?’
‘No, Lucas,’ I replied firmly.
‘I’ve heard enough from you already.’
His face flashed and I looked away, feeling my heart fill with a sense of power.
He didn’t deserve my time or my attention.
And when I saw him slouching away, I knew I’d done the right thing.
The man who left me for a ‘younger’ woman had just learnt what it was like to be rejected.
Only this time, he had no one to go to.
Karma had really closed the circle.
