"B- But I... asked you about any relationships you're into, and you refused." I had my eyes wide open. I'd fallen on the ground after the hit and was still there... surrounded by the shattered pieces of the vase I gifted her on our first anniversary.
She looked down on me and said, " You think I had a choice?! 'The boy is successfully rich! What else do you want?' And they just shut me up with that, throwing my life away!"
"I hope I have answered all of your questions? Now, then." She said walking towards the door.
*Clack*
*Clack*
*Clack*
"Ah! I'll mail you the divorce files in a week. You may only contact my lawyer, then! Goodbye." I heard a loud bang as she closed the door and walked away.
I couldn't move. My feet were numb, I could only feel the warm stream of tears flowing down my cheeks.
It was true that our marriage was arranged. By the time I got out of our contract binding us to be bachelors, it was already too late to start searching for love... so my father asked his oldest and dearest friend for help, to which he offered his daughter's hand for me. I still remember the first day we met.
Three for free!
For next parts I really need at least one comment as a ray of light to make me jump away from my writer's block.
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