Chapter 92 DISAPPOINTMENT

FEDORA'S POV

"Did you just declare that you're going to divorce him?" My father stormed into my room, his expression etched with anger and disappointment. It was evident that he had overheard my conversation, though he likely didn't realize the full context of it.

"Yes, Dad," I affirmed, my voice steady despite the storm brewing within me.

"But why? I asked you to talk to him and clarify what's between you two, and you went ahead and declared that everything is over between you two? What is this, Fedora? You've disappointed me," he admonished, his words cutting through the air with a cold precision.

The word "disappointed" hit me like a punch to the gut. His disappointment was a familiar refrain in my life, one that seemed to haunt every decision I made. My heart ached, and I realized that even after everything, a part of me still yearned for his approval.

"It's fine, Dad. I could never seem to impress you anyway. No matter what I do, it's never enough to earn your approval. Tell me,