her's

s?" I stuttered, my hands beg

I was some dumb high school kid.

what a divorce paper is, but what I could not

em to figure out why you gave it to me!" My v

oundings to ensure no one was listening. Of course no one w

ill you?" He snarled at

going on," my voice was wavering now, as I fought so

It probably was for someone else and he needed my opinion. As much as that thou

xed me with a sorry look. He likely thought I was running mad wi

hy I booked the whole place. I can't stand you embarrassing

ersary dinner date just to callously serve me with divorce pape

working. It has hit the rock long ago than we cared to admit. I am tired of it,

egged frantically. "I love you, and I

O NOT LOVE YOU! I never did. You know this marriage would never h

t's right, three years together and he never for once, failed to subtly

d I finally let the tears

is," Roland said and rose to his feet. "I have somewhere to be. The driver will drive you back

retreating figure. He was going to God knows where

I watched him walk out through

and Stoic, and suddenly, s

d me with divorce papers doesn't necessari

y feet and went after him. The sound of my heels on the restaurant's stone floor made clicking

t from the parking lot. I hastened my steps and raced to

wind down the car's windscreen. I was not deterred b

out, baby? You can't just decid

less like medicine administered after death. Accept the fact and le

nced. This was not the way I had planned to break the news to him, but with the

k and for a fleeting moment,

, gently caressing it to drive home my point. "That's right, sweet

ittle on my stomach. A relieved smile appeared at the corner of my lips as I thought he

and he sneered at me. "I don't care about the embryo, Heather. Get rid of

h wide open, as I stared at

ing air felt poisonous as there was a mom

cy test result from this morning. I planned to break the Good News to him at what I had envisaged to be th

f to the rough floor of the restaurant parking lot as I let