As we all know, getting your heart broken hurts a lot, but this guy found out that heartbreak can get a sequel. His sequel was in dog form when his ex-wife ghosts not him, but their shared golden retriever, Isabella. 

They had built a life around this dog, treating her like family through twelve years together, eight of them married. Even after multiple affairs and a cross-country move, they agreed on joint custody because Isabella was the one thing they both loved without complication. That worked until the ex stopped showing up, first missing weeks, then months, and finally disappearing completely, leaving both man and dog waiting by the door.  

In this story, loyalty runs only one way. The ex’s pattern repeats itself in softer form—a slow fading, an unreturned message, a new distraction. Except this time the heartbreak belongs to a golden retriever who doesn’t understand ghosting culture. The image of Isabella watching for that familiar car captures a kind of cruelty that goes quiet, the kind that’s measured not in yelling but in absence.