PrologueWriter’s POV“Aaron, I need a divorce”Ophelia sudden voice cut through the quiet living room like broken fragments of glass. The exhausted Aaron who had just gotten back from work after having a long day, froze just inside the doorway. His jacket still slung over his arm. All he had imagined when he returns from the office was to eat, rest and be in his lovely wife and son’s company, not this.This was far from what he expected to hear.“What?” he asked, his voice rough with exhaustion.Ophilia stood a few feet away from the door, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Her posture, eyes and everything about her at this moment was dry and eerily calm, like they’ve lost their meaning.“I said I want a divorce,” she repeated, this time with more seriousness.This wasn’t the first time she had brought this up. She had been like this for more than a week. Always angry, irritated easily or distant but he always made sure to be there for her the best he could. He had always thou
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