Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel poured out all the hurt she had been holding inside to her mother. By the time she was finished, she was crying uncontrollably.

As she sat before the grave, she gently traced her hand over the cold stone- was still with her, just in a different way.

-as if doing so would make her feel like her mother

“Mom, I wish you were still here. At least I’d have someone to talk to. You’d be on my side, wouldn’t you? I don’t understand. He used to love me so much… How did it turn into this? Can love really change?”

At this point, Rachel didn’t even want to think a Samantha.

or William had seen her as nothing more than a stand–in for

But it didn’t matter anymore. The love between them had deteriorated so much, it was now unbearable.

After Rachel finally let out all her emotions, she realized that an hour and a half had passed. William, who had promised to be here soon, still hadn’t shown up.

To be honest, she didn’t expect much from him anymore. Whether he came or not didn’t matter.

She was about to get up and leave when her phone buzzed. It was a message from Cecilia.

[I gave the money to the person who helped you before. She says thank you.]

Rachel replied, [No problem. We were the ones who caused trouble for her.]

Rachel knew that anyone who could get close to Tyler had to be a high–level professional. Tyler’s investigation would surely shake up their careers; whether they would be able to stay in the industry was uncertain now. Asking someone for help in this way was like cutting off part of their future.

back, Rachel happened to see that Samantha had posted something on social media. Curiosity

followed by a

person’s face wasn’t visible, Rachel

It was William’s.

a caption to the

breakfast for the one I love every morning.

picture showed Samantha

popped up

last few days? Was William already planning

ice?

him chicken soup this morning, so he called Samantha to the house to make it for him. She didn’t even need to imagine it–she could already picture the scene

many times before, happily making chicken soup for William. He would be standing behind Samantha, his

still see

happiness was still there, but it

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picked up her phone. After a moment of hesitation, she dia you still not

answered, “William, do

buy you plenty of

but I think Rachel’s are prettier. Hers are new,