You know the old saying: Time flies when you're having fun - It is true. It had been six months since Camilla had submitted the documents to the court for divorce. Marshall turned nine, and Meghan turned seven. Today was the day. It was December, just about time for the courts to close for the end of the year. Camilla walked into the courthouse, wrapped up nicely, and warm in her fur coat and thick woollen slacks with a polar neck jumper and boots. The winter was well setting in, and the snow would start to fall anytime now. Waiting for her name to be called, she spotted Steven. "Hi," she greeted him, friendly. After all, they still had to co-parent their two children. "Hi," he said back, smiling at her, "how are you and the kids doing?" "We are okay," she answered civilly, "and you?" "I'm doing okay, I got another job," he explained, "Camilla, can we stop the divorce. I don't want to do this," he p
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