You Want That Watch? Then Watch Me Leave
I repeated myself softly, but loud enough for the entire hall to hear, "Take off the watch."
Her expression changed at once. Panic flickered in her eyes—an intensity I had never seen before.
"What do you mean? You know what this watch means to me," she said.
"I know." I released her hand and took out a document I had prepared long before today. "And because I know, I want a divorce."
She stared at me, stunned, then looked at the document labeled "Divorce Agreement". Her body trembled. "Jayden, say that again."
"I said I want a divorce. All because of that watch."