Chapter 1) Wedding Anniversary.

Adira's pov,

My red car drove inside the mansion before I got out of the car.

The sky had darkened incredibly, and the bright full moon, which was like a mother watching over its children in the thick of the night, illuminated the entire city.

Standing beside my car, I opened the purse hung on my shoulder, with my haggard eyes staring inside it. Seeing the gold wristwatch inside the purse, my eyes lightened up as if struck by a spell.

The wristwatch was the reason why I had returned home very late at night.

I had been so busy perfecting its creation and adorning its golden straps with diamonds. I only finished making it tonight.

Today was me and Nathan's wedding anniversary, and as a successful jeweler, I knew that the best gift I could ever give him was something I had made myself.

I went into the house, where I saw Nathan in the living room.

What a surprise. Usually, whenever I returned home, I rarely found him waiting in the living room.

Either he wasn't around in the house, or he was in our bedroom or in his study.

But seeing him in the living room now, I couldn't contain my smile. He remembered that today was our wedding anniversary.

This morning, he behaved nonchalantly towards me as usual, so I assumed that he had forgotten about our anniversary.

He must have prepared a surprise for me and was waiting for me to return home, so that he could present the gift to me.

“Honey-”.

“Let's divorce”.

I instantly froze the second his cold and sharp voice said to me when I was just about to walk towards him, since he was sitting opposite me with his back facing me.

I did not even finish talking when he said that to me without even looking at my face.

“Ho- honey? What is going on?”. I asked him with unsettled eyes. My voice was as gentle as the night moon, but I could already feel my heart tensing up and pounding hard against my chest as the second went by.

Nathan's cold voice, which had echoed in the dead of the night, was stuck in my head and kept on repeating itself over and over again.

At that moment, after hearing my voice again, he rose from the sofa and turned to me.

In his right hand, there seemed to be a white piece of paper in it, or rather, some sort of piece of document.

He walked up to me and lifted his hand that was holding onto the paper, showing it to my face.

There it was. I saw it boldly written. {Divorce Agreement}. The boldly written words alone on the paper seized my breath and made my chest as heavy as metal and tight, as I swallowed the invisible, but yet, hurtful lump in my throat.

I was still trying to understand what was going on.

“Honey, please can - can you tell me what the meaning of this is? Is this a prank or something similar to a prank?”. I asked him while looking into his distant eyes. My eyes were gradually getting hot, and tears were threatening to fall, as I tried to make sense of what was going on.

“I will make it up to you after you sign the divorce agreement. Is it money you want? This mansion? Diamonds? Gold? Just tell me what you want, and I will give it to you, as long as you leave my life and stay far away from me”. He casually said to me, as if I was some kind of gold digger.

Before I could say anything to him in protest, his cell phone rang, and he showed me his index finger, indicating that I should give him some minutes to answer his phone call.

“Where are you right now?”. He said to the person that was on the other end of the call. The tone of his voice shocked me because it was gentle. Too gentle. Making it very weird for me.

“I will be right there”. He said to the person and ended the call, before he abruptly put the divorce document in my hand.

“My lawyer's contact information is written there. You can inform him after you finish signing the divorce agreement and completely agreeing to the terms written”. He said to me with the distant voice I was familiar with.

And then, he left the house with my right hand stretched towards his back as I tried to stop him without a single word escaping from my lips.

I stopped looking at Nathan after he left and returned my gaze to the divorce document in my hand.

The tears that had been threatening to escape from my eyes began to stream down my face uncontrollably, and some of them landed on the divorce document.

Suddenly, my legs gave up, and I found myself weakly squatting on the floor with my arms hugging my legs, and my chin resting in between my knees.

“What just happened now?”. I muttered.

“Today was our two-year wedding anniversary, and the gift he decided to give me was a divorce agreement?”. I said, sniffing my nose, as I tried to endure the soul wrecking pain in my heart.

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