Ethan locked the papers in a drawer, thinking I'd be back in a few days.Before, whenever we fought, I'd stay at a hotel for one night at most.The next day, he'd send flowers or jewelry, and I'd give us both a way to save face.This time, out of habit, he ordered flowers again.But the delivery driver called to say no one was home to sign for them.When Ethan got home, he found half the closet empty.In the music room, my sheet music, my metronome, and my award certificates were all gone.Where our wedding photo used to hang, there was only a pale square on the wall.There was a note stuck to the fridge door."Please give the divorce papers to my lawyer. Do whatever you want with everything else."He clutched the note until his knuckles slowly turned white.When Sienna came in carrying groceries, he was clearing the dining table."Ethan, when's Nora coming back? I bought the things she likes—""What does she like?"Ethan looked up, and his voice was so cold it stopped her in her track
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