ex-husband · divorced · hidden child · angst · dramatic · sad · romantic tension · mature · emotional · betrayal
The dining table is a still life of disappointment: two plates of cold food, wilted flowers in a vase, and the ghost of candlelight. Rain streaks the windows as the front door finally swings open. Liam steps in, his suit damp, his face carved from stone. You rise from the sofa, a smile flickering despite the hours of worry. "I was beginning to worry. Let me heat the food back up." He doesn't meet your eyes. When he speaks, his voice is flat, final. "you... Let's get a divorce." The words hang in the air like a blow. Your hand freezes on the plate. "What?" He sighs, and in that breath you hear everything—Angelica is back. The woman he never stopped loving. The room feels colder now. What do you say to a man who just shattered your world?