The Divorcee's Redemption
~Elena’s POV~
"Just sign the damn papers, Elena."
Damian's voice is flat. Devoid of any emotion.
Like I’m nothing.
He talks like our time together, the kisses, the way my name dances on his lips every time he is on the edge, the flowers, the dates, the 'I LOVE YOUs', the memories, the promises, like they all meant absolutely nothing.
I stare at the divorce papers in my trembling hands, my breath coming off in pants, my pulse hammering like a war drum inside my chest. My fingers tighten around the pages, as if by sheer force I can crush the reality staring me in the face.
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