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I explained, "Oh, honey, I forgot to tell you. My mom needed money urgently a couple days ago. I sent her everything. Can you figure something out this month?" Brad didn't even hesitate. "Don't call me honey," he said coldly. "We're divorced. We're not anything anymore. Stop contacting me." He hung up. I tried calling back. It went straight to voicemail. I tried texting. Blocked. Social media? Gone. He had erased me from every corner of his life. I found them a few days later. Brad was walking Vanessa through the small park near their building. His hand was on her lower back. They looked like a pair of lovesick teenagers.

‘Oh, I almost forgot about this,’ She thought as she picked it up. Athena sat on her bed and opened the envelope. Her heart skipped a beat upon reading what was inside. Tears suddenly fell from her eyes and down her cheeks, but she continued reading it. ‘OFFICE OF THE CIVIL REGISTRAR GENERAL.' Her nose reddened, and her eyes got puffy as she continued sobbing. ‘The request for the Divorce and cancellation of the Marriage between Ethan Reed and Athena Morris has been approved and is effective from this day forward.’ After reading the letter, she didn’t know what to feel. She was in a daze for a moment as she let everything sink in.

Elise's POV The envelope sat on the corner of my desk like it weighed nothing at all. I had been avoiding it for the last hour, moving through other papers, answering messages, doing anything except face what was inside. Finally I picked it up and broke the seal. The pages were crisp and formal. Final Judgment of Divorce. All the legal language that turned seven years of my life into a closed file. I read every line slowly, letting each one sink in. Joint accounts severed. Properties reassigned. The marriage between Adrian Reeds and Elise Vitale officially dissolved.

The words at the top of the document were printed in bold, formal letters: 'PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE' Underneath: 'Daniel Lucian Knight (Petitioner) vs. Kelly Daniel Knight (Respondent)' I read it again. And again. 'Divorce papers. Danny sent me divorce papers.' I walked back into the house in a daze, still reading, my eyes skimming over legal language that didn't quite make sense. 'Irreconcilable differences.' 'Equitable distribution of assets.' 'Petitioner requests dissolution of marriage.'

Now, you won't have to lie awake at 3:00 am staring at the ceiling, stressing over rent anymore, and you'll never have to drink until you throw up just to suck up to clients anymore! I had thought tonight would be one of the best nights of our lives. Yet, what awaited me was a divorce agreement that needed my signature. Suppressing the tremor in my lips, I inquired, "Where's the pen?" He tilted his chin toward the undercarriage of the coffee table.

Atticus affirmed, “I’m here because I need your help with something.” “How can I assist you, Mr. Atticus? If I can, I’ll give it my all.” He looked as if he were grappling with his thoughts, trying to find the right words. Then he said two words that shocked me. “Divorce!” I was stunned for a good while. “Mr. Atticus, are you joking? I’m afraid I can’t help you with this. It’s not easy to dissolve one marriage. I can’t involve myself in just anything. Besides, you’re well aware of how your sister-in-law feels about me. I...”

“I can support you. But there’s only one way that I can give you what you really want.” “And what’s that?” Nolan retrieved the file folder from the chair and placed it on the table in front of Yena. She looked down at it. Back up at Nolan. And back to the folder again. She seemed very nervous. “What is that?” she asked quietly. Nolan took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. This was it. No more delays. “We can get divorced,” Nolan said, “if that’s what you want. I had my attorney draw up the paperwork.”

Today, I am freeing you from all the burdens of this marriage thing. I am leaving for further studies. I have some dreams, and I want to live them. I hope you understand. I want to make my mama, grandpa, and grandmother proud. Here is my email address. Please send me the divorce papers here. I shall sign them gladly and send them back to you. I wish you all the happiness in the world. PS: By the way, I have bought a Christmas gift for you. I hope you like it. Take care. Regards,

As his eyes opened again the fire remained. He extended his hand to point at the envelope resting on the kitchen table. "Read the papers first," he said coldly. "Then we’ll talk." I stared at the envelope for a moment as confusion washed over me. The envelope looked official—too neat, too heavy. I approached the paper and slowly opened it using my shaking fingers. Petition for Divorce. The document struck me with a forceful impact in my chest. I read the lines, my vision blurring. His name. My name. The cold, emotionless language. Grounds: Irreconcilable differences. My knees weakened.

his bold masculine voice echoed into her sensitive ears and without giving it a second thought, she raised her voice at him. “I want a divorce!” Gerald looked taken aback by her sudden outburst. She had never for once in her life raised her voice at him and he was beginning to wonder what had suddenly given her the courage. “Huh?” He managed to say. Emerald shifted her gaze from the ground, fixating it on him. “Gerald Latino, I want a divorce”