“I want a divorce.”
She said this quietly while twiddling the hem of her skirt. Each word carried a dose of failure that threatened to turn her into a bawling baby.
“Why? You’ve just been married for 6 months.”
She expected that question. After all no sane person thought of leaving marriage just barely after few months in it. But then again, no sane person would have met their soul mate just barely few months after saying ‘I do’. Continue reading “I Want A Divorce…”