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I slowly shook my head. I looked at him, inch by inch, carefully examining the man before me, the one I had deeply loved for fourteen years.

Not too long ago, he had been bragging and telling me he just needed a break. He believed that with fourteen years of love, he was confident I wouldn't leave, so he didn't care about my feelings.

But those words and actions of his haunted me in the midnight hours, causing me to toss and turn in self-inflicted agony.

Now, I finally see things clearly.

Whether it's me or Jemma, he probably never truly loved either of us. His true love is only for himself and that never-ending craving for something new.

I took out the divorce papers and gave Zac a little smile. "Let's get a divorce, Zac."

His eyes stayed fixed on those divorce papers as I handed him the pen. "Sign it."

His hand shook when he took the pen, and his voice sounded rough, "Samantha, you're being really cruel."

Maybe I was a bit cruel, but if I forgave everything, then all the pain I'd b