Beyond The Divorce Third Blossom Novels & Stories

I do not know what was going on between them, but whatever it is, it looks moderately intimate. What’s going on? I ask Rose after Robert is gone. She is wiping her tears as she answers nothing and leaves me alone in the corner of the hall. We come home after her successful charity where she is able to raise a million dollars for her job. “What were you doing in Robert’s arm?” I ask her. “Nothing important that you need to know.” She answers as she gets rid of her high heels. “Rose.” “I want a divorce. I am tired of staying in this marriage. I can’t do this anymore.”

Natalie said as she hit her fist into her palm. “That won’t be necessary, I’m divorcing him,” Rose said and everything in the room went so quiet one could hear a feather fall. Natalie recovered a few seconds later, “Are you sure? “I’m tired, Nat. I think he will be happier with Zoe and I won’t have to worry about not being loved by my husband. I’ve given this marriage three years and it looks like it’s only getting worse, I’m pregnant and I don’t want my child to get complications because of my troubled mental state, even my company is starting to suffer because my focus has always been Ethan, but now I’m done!” Rose said with a strong resolve, something in her shifting

Kyla asked, changing the subject. I smiled at her, grateful for the slight change. “What about him?” “Well, his marriage, the one with the surgeon, didn't work out,” she said. “You look too happy,” Lily narrowed her gaze. Kyla laughed, “Not happy, just feeling generous enough to comfort him,” she said. Lily wasn’t buying it, and the look on her face sent us all into laughter. The rest of the day was spent with us talking about anything but the actual problem that was slowly breaking me.

Meanwhile, Leanna held the man's face with both hands and forcefully knocked her nose against his. The man grunted and felt a warm liquid pass through his nasal cavity. He raised his hand and wiped it, but unexpectedly Leanna bumped her nose, and it started bleeding. The culprit, however, seemed to have no remorse at all, instead quickly sitting aside and tidying up their clothes. Toby finished dealing with his nose, and Leanna also tidied up. She hummed, "Toby, tomorrow we will go through with the divorce proceedings! We got married before for Zoey's sake, but now Zoey is openly with Russell, so we don't have to keep the secret anymore. You and I can go our separate ways too."

My name stayed plastered across the trending charts for three full days. On the evening of the third day, I received a text from Blaire. My phone had long since been blown up by spam calls and hate mail, so she'd sent the message to my mother instead. Blaire: [Mom, please pass this on to Jim. We didn't want things to get this ugly. But he's been completely heartless. After all the years I gave him, he just decided to divorce me out of nowhere and wouldn't even offer me a penny in compensation.]

she says again. "He said: I am going to ask Valentina to marry me when the moment is right, and I wanted you to know because she matters to you and you matter to her and I think these things should be said in the right order." A pause. "I cried a little." "Mama." "I am allowed to cry," Rosa says. "I am sixty-three years old, and my daughter is marrying someone who calls in January to say things in the right order. I am allowed to cry as many times as I like."

Picking up the divorce papers from where I left them, I take off my wedding ring and hold the useless piece of shit between my fingers. Then, with perfect aim, I throw it. It hits him square in the face. He flinches, stunned. "I will mail you the divorce papers when I am done signing them. You can keep the damn house to yourself. You both are disgusting and you deserve each other." I spit the words out like they burn my tongue. With the divorce papers in my hand and my suitcase, I turn and walk the hell away. Outside, the anger inside me is still boiling hot and then I spot Damian's car, the same one I bought for him for his birthday three months ago and a smile spreads across my face.

Rosa was stunned, perplexed as to why I would not get it treated, yet I was so adamant on signing the divorce papers. Jack came over with a smile. "Rosa, you're finally divorced. We can officially be together." Rosa felt that something was not right. This should not happen. She did not want a divorce. She just spoke out of rage. Why should I leave because of just a few harsh words? She took her phone out with trembling hands while saying, "We need to book a flight back to Innerland. Fred must have gone home." Jack stopped her. "Rosa, Fred killed Bubbles! Why are you still going to see him?"

he told the driver. "No. That place is too dangerous. You just got a tattoo—" "Now." Rhea sat in her car and suddenly remembered Vera’s list of standards. "He has to tattoo my name over his heart. There’s a briar rose bush on Moonwatch Cliff. He has to pick a stalk for me." She laughed. She chuckled until tears spilled down her face. "Let’s go," she told Thomas. "Stop following them." That night, she scrolled through Vera’s social feed. A photo of a briar rose blooming on the edge of a cliff.

“Treasure, I…” But all at once, she felt an overwhelming surge of emotional fatigue. Did she really want to keep rehashing a relationship that had broken her? The memories of laughter drowning in heartbreak, promises shaded with betrayal. “Blake, I think… I think it’s time for a divorce. I need you to sign the papers and file them with the court. Please stop stalling and do the right thing.”