Just found out this second, that the ex is getting married on Sunday.
He asked her yesterday.
Her visa is running out.
I should *feel* something right now, but I don't.
ETA: I'm reminded of that scene from When Harry Met Sally - "He just didn't want to marry *me* ... and I'm gonna be 40..."
But ... you know, I really would rather be alone. I really am ok. And I'm kinda shocked that I am unaffected. *Waits for shock to kick in*