On the Divorce Reality Show
he asked, struggling to form the question.
"Six months ago."
"That long..."
His body swayed slightly, and he lowered his head in defeat.
Then suddenly, he lifted his gaze.
"So, you... you’ve already decided to divorce me?"
I stood in the snow with my hands in my pockets, silently watching him.
A strange expression crossed his face as he spoke, his voice muffled and distant, as if the snowflakes were wrapping him in a cold, unreachable silence.
"You followed the show’s script to the letter, using it to create online drama, forcing me into a divorce.
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