The Silence I Broke
Seavora City, Carmoria.
Nathan Ziegler's side chick, Sophie, was melting down—again.
He shoved the divorce papers at me. "Just sign. It's for show. Gotta keep her calm."
I clutched my dress, gave a small nod, and signed. No fuss. No scene.
As I turned to leave, one of his buddies snorted, "Joelle's way too obedient. Bet she'd fetch the divorce decree if you asked."
Nathan lit a cigarette, smirking. "Wanna bet?"
To them, I was still the silent pushover. The girl who'd cry in court but still do what she's told.
Trade one paper for another—marriage for divorce.
I stared at my phone.
The message I'd received earlier: [Why don't you just marry me?]
I typed back: [Okay.]