90. Divorce

Abigail Hayes

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I waited for a beat. Then another. And another.

He didn’t say anything.

I was beginning to get anxious. He was just staring at the paper I placed in front of him, unmoving. I was curious to know what was going on in his head. Was he relieved that I was initiating divorce?

“I’ve already signed it,” I spoke up when the silence was becoming deafening even if he could see that I already signed it. “You just have to sign your part and we can start the process.”

I saw the outline of his tongue poking the inside of his cheek before he raised his head slowly. I almost shrank under his gaze, but I decided to stand my ground. “What is this supposed to mean?” He uttered in a dangerous tone.

“I’m sure you’re familiar with what kind of paperwork it is.” I couldn’t help but bite back bitterly. In the space of six months, he’d have had two divorces. It made me wonder if he would get married again after me.

Did he really mean it when he said he liked me? Or was he saying it so we co