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PROLOGUE: DIVORCE
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2023-07-31 16:42:34
"I want a divorce," Archiver said coldly. Silence filled the room. Roxanne was silent and couldn't process what she heard just now. She didn’t know what to feel right now. Mixed emotions—happy because she saw her husband again, or sad because her husband would leave her. She was on the verge of crying. She couldn't control her tears anymore. She did not think that they would reach the point where he would break up with her. Their relationship had only been one and a half years, but she loved her husband so much. Roxanne believed that they loved each other. She thought that love was enough for their relationship to be stronger, but she was wrong about that. The news about him wanting a divorce ruined her perfect dream about their marriage. She loved her husband so much, and his parents witnessed how she worked hard for it just so he could accept her—how she worked hard to get Archiver. And a divorce!? Over her dead body!! She would not agree!! She worked hard to get him to notice her, and now that Archiver was her husband, she would not allow their marriage to end in an instant. Call her selfish or anything, but she didn’t care. The important thing was for her to be with Arch. They were right—people become selfish because of love. And she would not allow him to divorce her. There was no way she would agree to this, especially now that she knew all the reasons why her husband wanted to break up with her so suddenly. "For what? So that you can be with your mistress?" Thank goodness she didn’t stutter; she just bent down and bit her lip to stop the sobs that wanted to come out of her mouth. She refrained from looking into her husband's eyes because she was afraid of drowning in those dark orb-like eyes. She was afraid that in an instant, she would forget everything and agree to her husband's request. She couldn’t quite imagine that Archiver would just throw away their long-time—a year—relationship for a woman; and to make the situation worse, that woman was her best friend. Her very own best friend whom she treasured. She didn't think that the woman she considered a sister would steal her husband from her. "I don't have a mistress, Roxanne. How many times do I have to tell you that?" Nothing? She wanted to laugh, but she was carrying too much weight of emotions to laugh in this situation. He really defended Ella. "Then why? Why do you want to leave me in this marriage all of a sudden?" she asked tearfully. To this day, she still had no idea where she went wrong to make her husband want to divorce her. Because if she knew, she would correct it immediately so that she and the man she loved would not be separated. "Y-You can’t break up with me without a valid reason, Archiver." "I'm sorry, Roxanne. I just fell out of love. That's it," he said coldly. She didn’t know that her heart still had the ability to break again after Arch broke it earlier. She heard her own heart shattering into tiny pieces because of what he said. Her chest felt very heavy. She couldn't breathe because of the pain, and she knew that no one could comfort her during those times. Unless everything happening right now was a dream, but it wasn’t. Destiny liked to hurt her, so even if she wanted to believe that this was just a big scary dream, she couldn’t—because what she saw was clearer than water. Her husband turned his back on her and proceeded to their room without consoling her, not minding that she was sobbing so hard inside from his words. She was not crying out loud, but deep inside her head and heart was in turmoil. Archiver started to pack his things. "You're just giving up? What about me, Arch?" She didn’t know how she was able to speak at that moment without crying in front of him. Arch hated it when she was crying. She even remembered what he said—that he would never make her cry, and if she did cry, it would be because of pure happiness. But it was all just a big lie. "How about me? What about those times when I wanted to give up on you but I didn’t because I love you?" she cried to her husband. Her tears just kept falling from her eyes. Not being able to handle her feelings anymore, she cried so hard. Archiver looked at her with sadness in his eyes. The love that she used to see in his eyes was now gone. And that made her heart shatter into pieces once again. She couldn’t stop herself from remembering her memories with Arch. He used to make sure that she was happy and showered with love. She held on to her husband's words that he would never hurt her. It was funny to think that after being together for so long, everything had changed so quickly. "I'm sorry. I don’t think I can still stay in this marriage after what happened to us," he said sadly. "I don't want to hurt you, so please let me go." 
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