Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

DENNIS

I forced myself to drive to Tabitha's church. I'd had to frequent the place more than I liked. It was getting harder keeping it away from Ana. Most days, I itched to tell her what I was up to. But I didn't want to lift her hopes in case all these were just a waste of time. I had asked when we'd get to the actual part and that was all it had taken for them to put an end to the lectures and introduce me to the real work.

Since then, my visits have always been one bath after another with smelly water. The last time, the water had been green. When I'd asked why it was so, one of them had listed the long list of herbs they had put in it. I had to hold my breath half the time and tightly press my lips together so I didn't choke on the bad smell or mistakenly swallow whatever the fuck it was.

I sighed as I parked my car before the church. I just hoped today will be better, or better not a bath. Because if I am asked to bathe with another colored water, it'd be the last straw, I will completely lose it. They could keep their damned miracles to themselves. "Welcome, sir."

As usual, Tabitha welcomed me. She would escort me to the room where I'd take the stupid baths and afterward disappear.

But today, when we stepped into the room, she didn't leave. Another thing that stood out of place was the tank-like thing in the middle of the room.

"Welcome, brother." That was what the men sometimes called me. I'd noticed that Tabitha seemed to be the only lady amongst them. I nodded.

One of them walked to the tank. "All these while, we've been cleansing you, purifying you, body and soul. Today is the holy cleansing."

There was never an end to these cleansings, were they?

"The water for today's bath has been infused with herbs that are meant to calm you," he began to explain as I always ask what was in the water before I use it. "It will calm you and take all your frustrations and disturbing emotions away." Honestly, I couldn't get over how weirdly everyone, except Tabitha, speaks here. What does he mean by disturbing emotions?

"So what's this?" I eyed the big tank.

a

part. Why is the water in there? Why isn't it in the bathroom?" My gaze slid to the door

over. You won't be taking the baths as regular baths anymore. You'll immerse yourself in this one. You have to soak in

to the tank. When I saw that the tank was almost filled to the brim, I wondered if they intended to drown me or something? But I didn't miss the fact that it was clear

given. They left the room while I got out

towel wrapped around my hips, they helped me into the filled

minutes into the soak

anymore. I sighed

now on, then

like the way I always feel whenever was

time I had to stay in there was up, I got out and dried myself up,

next course of action was to sit and listen to some people

Or they just liked to see how bored I was, I thought as I yawned through every

first time, I thought that maybe the church wasn't a bad thing,

were confirmed when my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. I

the unknown number, a frown

the voice speaks up.

"Yes," I answered tentatively.

the HR manager of the company you spoke with about collaborating with one

up straighter after he mentioned the location of my bar that they had chosen. This discussion was several months ago, if it wasn't even a year old. "Okay,"