The Final Goodbye

ng had already covered the sky, and h

own envelope she collected fro

, signing, re-signing, answering questions

cross the desk to her, she had felt no joy, no fr

at at the dining table with t

it, but her mind was far away, lost in the years she h

e she pulled out the documents, reading carefully th

inal pages, and the bold title: DIVORCE AGREEME

as she released a

ped them on the corner of t

the ceiling as if it held answers. Then sl

ed the cupboards, brought out rice, vegetables, chicken, spices. He

was her last duty, her

full meal, but her heart was hollow. She sat again,

from the compound, his usual confident drivin

car door slam, and then his

car keys on the centre table without care. He pulled off his j

ilently in her chair. He raised a brow. "I thought you said you were sick ea

oice, low but steady, broke the silence. "Th

n he turned sharply, staring at her as

rown envelope on the table. She picked it up wit

ed but unflinching. "

e room. Alex's body stiffened. His

out, louder, sharper.

mara replied, her tone calm but cutting. "Jus

l and obedient wife, bowing to all his orders

envelope, pulled out the papers, and the bold black letters D

of anger, he threw t

ed this house so much you've now decided to start

nch. She bent down slowly, picked the papers again,

ne, and her handbag. That was all. She didn't even bother about

hell of a marriage w

n utter shock, fru

lous," Alex continue

y he had never heard before. She looked up at him, her eyes burning with unsh

ing ever could. He grabbed the papers again, his hands

nature, page after page, undenia

e wide with shock. He looked as if some

her handbag. She adjusted it on her shoulder,

her voice was soft bu

d away, her footsteps steady on the tiles.

left the house, lef

e papers clutched in his hand as if they were the last rope keeping him upright. H

ld felt

kept staring at the door she had walked

e serious. It h

ialed her number quickly, almost desperate. Whe

is a joke. I'm giving you thirty secon

ting the second

e

tee

en

louder with each number. Bu

ds, the call en

at the screen in disbelief. "She e

trembling slightly. This time, the resp

d. The reality was cras

force it to change. His chest boiled w

ning table. The plates rattled, the glasses clinked, a

racing, his hands shaking, his worl