CHAPTER SIX: Meeting Carter, Again

Marius Thorne did not say ‘no’ to my case, but he did not say ‘yes’ either.

Two days have lapsed and still, there’s no call from him. I consider the possibility that he may just be busy, but if I don’t receive a phone call until tomorrow, I’ll go back to the Counsel Commanders Law Firm myself.

I try to be optimistic, but beneath that optimism lies a gnawing fear—what if Marius Thorne can't, or worse, won't help me in the end?

I can't bear to contemplate the idea of being turned away, left with no recourse and nowhere to turn to again.

I glance at my phone since there’s a message that blinks insistently on the screen. I get excited, assuming it’s from Marius Thorne, but my excitement dwindles greatly when the ID caller flashes Carter’s name.

Should I read it? This may only lead to another argument. Yet, deep down, there's still a flicker of hope that maybe this time will be different.

I sigh as I click it.

-[If you want a divorce, come to Myriad Hall at seven tonight. Wear your best