The Echo of our Love

table. "I want a divorce." Taking a deep breath, I forced the wor

the screen with ease. "You know you can't do that, Nicole

re I could stop it, laced with a fury that b

a chilling nonchalant attitude. "We had an agreement, Nicol

living room. "The agreement also stated grounds for early termination of agreement, an

and conditions written by your greed

t's why I want a damn divorce!" The final word sounded mo

e me. I stood in front of Nicholas, replaying all the things I've been through becaus

with false concern. It was like a switch had flipped. Was he really asking

problem, Nicholas. And you will always be the problem" Each of my words were laced with

me as usual. "Me? I don't understand what you'

ttitude, him forming ignorance, and constan

h his last name. It was a deliberate jab, a way of reminding me that I w

hat," I warned, making my voice sound low and dangerous. "All these e

. "Emotional blackmail?" He wiped a nonexistent tear from his

Circulating the atmosphere with his indifference. "When you're ready to

ating the problems; he was the one with the problem. Yet, here I was, the one made to

ore. Before he could fully retreat into the his room, I

, I forced myself to continue, "You go around flirting with everyone in a skirt. I can't

d asked me out last week! Can you believe the nerve? And then there was the other one, bragging about the Bottega bag my hu

ed of these rumors, of the constant embarrassment they've caused me. How can I hold

eyes, blurring the vision of the man I

was the one who asked for this marriage," I confessed, "but the very least you cou

. "My dearest wife," he continued, his voice laced with a mockery that sent a fresh wave of

my ribs. "That's not what

g about vows, are you referring to the fake vow we took in front of the fake pri

unny?" I choked out, the betra

me. He turned to leave, then paused as if struck by a sudden thought. "Get ready tonight,"

reality reflected in the ignored divorce papers. I came to him to get a divo