John noticed how wrecked she looked. His face was painted with worry. "What happened last night?"
Eliza didn't want to get into it. Curled up on the couch with her head propped up, she seemed completely defeated.
John's curiosity only grew. She had been in a decent mood when he dropped her off. Had someone shown up after that?
"Who came over? It wasn't... Casper, was it?" The slight hesitation in Eliza's eyes gave her away.
"What did you two talk about? Don't tell me you had another big fight?"
Sometimes, arguments don't fix anything.
John furrowed his brow, looking at Eliza, desperate for answers.
"John, we're getting a divorce." This time, it wasn't just her wishful thinking—a flicker of sadness crossed her eyes. "We're filing on Monday. With his connections, we won't even need the month's cooling-off period. We can get the divorce right away."
"What?"
This was beyond what he had imagined. Casper had actually agreed to the divorce.
"Did you bring up the divorce?"
Eliza shook her head slightly. "It was his idea."
John was stunned. Casper had actually suggested the divorce?
Is it true that when love reaches its peak, people start taking all the pain on themselves?
"And you? Do you want to divorce him too? I mean..." He didn't want the surface-level stuff; he wanted to know Eliza's real feelings. "...deep down, do you really have no feelings for him at all?"
Feelings?
The cheapest thing in this world is feelings.
When she married him, she had hoped her one-sided affection would grow into something more.
But had he ever accepted her efforts and passion?
It ended up being a tragic, sloppy mess.
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