Divorce... Divorce!
Walker Grant forcefully clenched the ice in his hand. He’d been holding it so long it was melting, water trickling down between his fingers.
His dark eyes were fixed on her. "Weren’t we fine before? This isn’t the first time something like this has happened."
"Because I’m done putting up with it." Chloe Reed looked him straight in the eye. "Have I not been direct enough? I don’t want you anymore."
The corners of Walker Grant’s eyes reddened, and his breathing grew ragged. "Eight years, and you’re just throwing it all away?"
"Ha..." Chloe Reed found it laughable. "To me, these past eight years have been nothing but a joke."
She moved closer to him. "Do you know why?"
A dull ache throbbed in Walker Grant’s chest, and he furrowed his brow. The look on her face was so unfamiliar.
"Because eight years together doesn’t mean a thing next to one cry from Noah Grant, or one panicked phone call from Sunny Reed."
Chloe Reed slowly backed away, as if trying to permanently exit his world. "Walker Grant, you know full well I can’t turn a blind eye to this."
CRACK!
The ice shattered in his palm.
Walker Grant stood up, looming over her. "That’s all in your head. There has never been anyone else between us."
He turned and left the old house without another word.
’He still wouldn’t agree to the divorce.’
Chloe Reed ran a hand through her hair in frustration.
’What would it take to make him understand?’
’Staying together like this is just mutual torture!’
The sky slowly darkened.
With hollow eyes, Chloe Reed watched the stars begin to light up the square patch of sky. Her stomach was growling with hunger.



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