“We should get a divorce.”“I have some good news to tell you.”Kajarin’s smile vanished the instant she heard the words from the man sitting across from her.“What did you just say, Wee?” she asked, trying to steady her voice. She needed to be absolutely sure before deciding whether the "good news" she held was something he still deserved to hear.“I said, let’s get a divorce.”“But why? I love you, and you... you love me too, don't you?” Star asked softly, her hands moving discreetly to tuck the documents and the pregnancy test deeper into her bag.“I was just acting,” Parawee replied, taking a sip of water to mask the flicker of his own emotions. “I’m tired of playing house. I miss Nicha. No matter what I do, I can't get her out of my head.”Though he knew his words were cutting her to the bone, Parawee forced them out. He wanted everything to be clear, once and for all.Star, dressed in a delicate cream mini-dress, lowered her head. Nicha. Of course. No matter what, he could never
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