Divorce Has Never Felt So Good Novels & Stories

"My divorce was finalized today." I raised my brows, finally understanding the strange mix of happiness and sadness I'd noticed in him throughout the day. I looked at him silently, waiting for him to say what he truly felt. "I've never felt as free as I do today. I'd been waiting for this day like a child counting down to the best day of their life." The tension between us slowly changed as I watched Nickolai reveal one of the most vulnerable parts of himself. "This marriage took everything from me," he continued, his eyes never leaving the crashing waves.

6 months later ✓ ✓ "Jordan? What the fuck do you mean by divorce... After we've been married for three freaking years with a two-year-old son, you're asking for a divorce? Why... Why? What is the problem? We've never had any issues, I've been taking care of you." Ashley continues to rant and yell, her hands flying around like she’s physically trying to swat the word ‘divorce’ out of the air. She picks up the paper I handed her a few minutes ago and stares at it like it's a joke she can laugh away. But it’s not. I’d thought long and hard about this. If I want to avoid ending up back in the same situation, if I want to survive this second chance I’ve been given, I need to make sure she’s out o

Then he let out a chuckle, like it was all some kind of joke. "You wanna divorce me, huh? You think you can survive without me? "Don't forget—I've been providing for you. Since the day we got married, you've lived off me. You spent four years as a housewife, taking handouts from me. What right do you have to file for divorce?" His words grew louder, his pride swelling with each sentence. By the end, he looked so smug it made my skin crawl. "You're not leaving me, Faye. You wouldn't dare!"

That afternoon, Austin and I went to the courthouse and finalized the divorce. Looking at how disheveled and worn he was, I gripped the divorce certificate in my hand tightly. He sneered after giving me a glance, "Leaving my family, huh? You won't be able to survive. Without us, your family would've been bankrupt ages ago. You've got the guts, divorcing me. Guess you're done with the good life." I raised an eyebrow, meeting his sneer with my own. "By all means, let my family go under. The worse things are for them, the happier I'll be. I'm beyond done with this life with you, Austin. Looking back now, it just makes my skin crawl."

There's a pause, as both of us try to decide what to say, and then we laugh. "Well?" he asks at last, leaning forward and taking my hands. "Is it done?" "It's not done," I say, "but it's set in motion." "And is it really happening? You're really getting divorced?" "I'm really getting divorced." I laugh again at the reality of this, at the fact that I don't even feel bad saying the words out loud. "How do you feel?" Jason asks, his brow knitting together. "I feel great," I say, and I mean it. "This was long past due."

“How are you? You haven’t said a word about your life since you sat down, only us chattering away.” The moment comes. I knew it would. I lower my gaze for a second, inhale, then look back at them. “We’re getting divorced.” I pause briefly. “I moved out a few days ago.” They both gasp in unison. “Oh, honey…” Daniela touches my hand. “Are you okay?” “I am, really. It was… a hard decision, but necessary. I was already suffocating. I didn’t even recognize myself anymore.” They nod, and I realize I don’t need to explain too much. They always knew there was something in me that went quiet whenever my marriage came up.

“But I’m still going through with it.” I got a little confused when he said that. And I know that he noticed that because he smiled a little. “I’m going through with the divorce. It's final.” I looked at him carefully. “So this is really it.” He nodded once. “Yeah. This is it.” For a moment, neither of us spoke again. It didn’t feel painful anymore the way it used to. It just felt better and peaceful. I let out a small breath and smiled, “You’re finally doing what you should’ve done a long time ago.”

"I don't mean that." Kent's tone was firm. "I just think that the hidden danger that you are worried about exists, no matter if I am married to her or not, or if I am divorced or not. My divorce from her doesn't change anything. It would be better to hurry up and find someone to delete all those photos from the past." Pinel frowned. “You guys marrying is a mistake. You must divorce!”

"Congratulations, Ms. Miller, on finding new love so quickly after your divorce. I truly can't wait for the wedding!" Sirius felt his blood turn to ice. His mind raced, the word "divorce" ringing in his ears like a death knell.

Lysander's arm tightens around me, just a little. "And on the thousandth time, I walked away. I walked away and I did not look back. I signed the divorce papers and I terminated the pregnancy and I got on a plane and I came home." I feel tears prick my eyes but I do not let them fall. I have cried enough over Kier Thornwell. I have shed enough tears to fill an ocean. I am done crying.