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Grief
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2026-06-02 15:42:29
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THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. Grief
Neria.It was the second day after my world fell apart.A lot had happened in the last twenty-four hours. I had moved from heartbroken to hopeful, and back to being heartbroken all over again... and now, as I sat in the hauntingly empty room, the tears wouldn't stop falling.I hugged a pink sweater closer to my chest.Her familiar scent still lingered in it. It was damp, soaked in tears and grief.My eyes moved to the empty hospital bed. That's where she'd been sleeping for the last few days. That's where her legs had dangled days ago when she asked me about the doctor's report... that's where she'd sat while she showed me the painting with three awkward figures....Now the bed was empty, cold, and the sight of it sent another sob, bitter, deep, tearing past my lips.Lila...My little girl was really gone... but I couldn't accept it. I couldn't take it.I had spent the last twenty-four hours trying to process it, grieving, and yet, it just wouldn't click. How could she be dead? Just l
THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. A mistake...
Neria. " Dominic, what do you consider as crossing the line?" I snapped, my voice shaking with all the build-up anger. What was the point of inviting us to the gala if he enjoyed his first love's presence more? Or, did he specifically bring me for comparison? to torture me? And my daughter? " What are you talking about?" He asked, and I swear, I had never been a violent person but at that moment, I wanted to slap him so hard that my palms itched. Maybe if I did, I would perfectly fit in his description of me ..evil, villainous. " You asking me to apologise for slapping Camille without asking for an explanation first is crossing the line for me, Dominic. " Slowly, trying to breathe through everything, I explained. " And, you, buying that toy house, for her daughter, while yours has been waiting for the same from you, for ages, is crossing another line, Dominic!" There was unmasked disappointment in my voice as I stated. For a moment, something flickered in his ey
THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. Apologise, now!
Neria. He stood from a distance, too guarded, like I would pounce on him if he stood any closer. Stupid of me for harborig hope...for thinking we could be something, a family, even if just for a month. I moved closer, meaning to fasten Lila’s seat belt, and Dominic moved back, a frown etched on his lips. It should have hurt, but instead, a self-mocking smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I thought we had made some progress, but after that incident, the near-kissing incident, Dominic had reverted to him usual shell, cold and detached, an impenetrable wall. He still showed up, but this time, it felt like a duty, forced, and it was almost like he was counting days. Lord, tears burned in my eyes when I recalled the digital calendar I had 'accidentally' glimpsed on the screen of his phone. It had days marked red and green. The green ones were the ones he had stayed with us, and the remaining fourteen were marked red, like a hell he dreaded yet, forced to attend
THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. He will be back..
Neria. Lila's little fingers tightened around my sleeves, clutching my hand like it might slip away if she didn’t hold on hard enough. “Mommy …” Tears rimmed the edges of her eyes as she called, “Is Daddy leaving, again?” Again..that was the highlight, and my eyes burnt at how carefully she said it. I forced a smile, one that didn’t reach my eyes as I reassured, “No, baby. He’s just...” “But…” She cut in, glancing past me, her eyes darting between the man standing a few steps away, and Chloe. “Then why does she call him Daddy, too?” Lila asked, her voice shaking with fear, and something that painfully resembled accusation, abandonment. For a suffocating second, everything went still, and all I could hear was the hurt in my daughter’s voice as she asked that question. My gaze snapped to the side, landing on Camille, who stood a few metres from where Lila and I stood. She was practically inched on Dominic, their shoulders nearly touching, and to her side, she tight
THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. Camille
Neria. Five years of hope were erased by a single stroke, and as I stared at my dull signature, staring back at me, inexplicable pain gripped my heart. It was over. . I had no business there. I calmly placed my pen over the desk, and I faced the door, desperate to escape that suffocating space. 'A grip, Neria!' I chided, taking shaky strides, fueled by pain, desperation, that he couldn't see. Noticing how unusually calm I was, Dominic seemed thrown off, and he stood up, opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but he didn't get the chance. Camille walked in, and all attention went to her. She was beautiful, effortlessly graceful. She didn't even try, she commanded attention with just her presence. She was draped in expensive perfumes, fine silk, and her eyes lit up, mischievously when she saw me. For a brief moment, she gave me a once-over. Compared to her polished appearance, I...I leaned slightly on the pain-to-the eyes side. I know. I had
THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. I will.
Neria. "Dominic. " I called out softly, as if that could fix everything. " Lila..she doesn't have much long left to live." At the words, those cruel words, a sad, lone tear slid down my face. " She needs you, now.." My dignity, my pride, they were all forgotten as I begged. " Is this your new trick, Neria?" Cold and cruel, those words cut from the other end of the line, and my grip tightened around the phone with my knuckles going white from the impact. " How far will you go for my attention, Neria Hale? You have already trapped me into this marriage!" From the other end, he snickered, mocked. " Cursing your daughter with a chronic illness to buy my attention? You are despicable!" He spat, and I almost flinched. Heavens! How I wished it was a trick.. Then my heart wouldn't be breaking as much as it did! I placed my hand over my mouth, muffling a sob. " It's not a trick, Dominic... She...Lila is chronically ill.." I managed, weakly, banking on the grief in my v
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