I didn't cry anymore; my eyes were completely dry, burned out from the tears. I just sat on the plastic chair by Sophie’s bedside, staring blankly at the white sheet covering my entire world. The divorce papers were already being prepared, a cold document for a cold reality.The heavy oak door clicked open.I didn't turn my head. The familiar, hurried footsteps belonged to Murphy. I heard his heavy sigh before he even spoke, the sound of a man who thought he was walking back into another tedious argument."Jane," he began, his voice laced with irritation as he closed the door behind him. "I rushed right back after dropping Nessa off. Look, I’m sorry I slammed the door, but you really need to stop making these grand scenes in public. It’s exhausting."I remained perfectly still, my hands folded in my lap. I didn't look at him or say a word."Jane? Are you listening to me?" He walked further into the room, his brow furrowing when he noticed my complete lack of reaction. The arrogance in
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