The Returning Ex

The crowd cheered when the number for the third prize was announced, and someone quickly went on the stage to give a small speech of thanks. Then, the same thing happened with the second prize winner. Finally, it was time for the first prize.

Fanning herself with the invitation, Sophia said, “I’ve never been lucky with lucky draws. I’ll probably never be able to make a windfall in this life.”

The only chance for me to make a windfall was traded with a year of marriage and humiliation.

“You can’t force this type of thing to happen,” Dylan said with a laugh. “Let’s just watch.”

Taking a look at the lot she drew, Kate announced, “Number twenty-five. The first prize winner of the day is number twenty-five!”

Sophia’s hand came to an abrupt stop mid-air, then she turned to Dylan. “Earlier, what did I tell you my number is?”

“See, you attract what you

won such a big prize, which was why she was dumbfounded. Staring at the prize on the stage, she thought, Even if I

went to the stage. “That’s me.” With the

and she smiled as she took the younger lady’s

she replied with

centuries ago, and had been in Kate’s collection for years. Initially, she wanted to turn it into a heirloom, but in the end, she decided to

smile plastered on her face, Sophia repeated the same words as the previous two winners, but before she could leave the stage like them, she was being held back

divination lots and a small hole big enough for a hand to slip through. Next to that, a few priests stood there, praying in

hand in but don’t rummage around. Just grab one and that’s it. Do you

see the anticipation and hope in her old, opaque eyes. When she looked away, one of the priests announced, “You may pick out a divination lot now,