Divorced, my husband sarcastically threw an old pillow at me—but when I removed the cover
Inside the pillow, nestled amidst the worn-down stuffing, was a small wooden box. My heart raced as I carefully pulled it out, my fingers trembling. The box was intricately carved, its surface adorned with delicate flowers and swirling vines. It was a stark contrast to the faded pillowcase that had concealed it for so long….