*Avina*The word “divorce” left my lips and seemed to hang in the air like a bad joke.For a heartbeat, the room was silent. Then my father, let out a booming, chesty chuckle. Elowen leaned back against the sofa, her hand over her mouth as she giggled. Even Daphne, who had been wailing like a broken accordion seconds ago, let out a sharp, mocking snort.“Divorce?” Xavier repeated, his voice smooth and patronizing. He didn't look angry. He looked amused, the way a parent looks at a toddler threatening to run away from home. “Avina, sweetheart, I know you’re upset. I know the shock of... everything... has put you in a state. But let’s not say things we can’t take back.”“I’m not in a 'state,' Xavier,” I said, my voice as flat as a dead man’s pulse. “I’m in a clarity I haven't felt in years. I want a divorce. I’ll have the papers drawn up by morning.”The laughter died down, replaced by a heavy, uncomfortable stillness. They looked at me, really looked at me, and saw that I wasn't cryin
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