Chapter 65

I didn’t think the call would be picked up. A part of me didn’t want it to be, because what if the reality was worse than my overthinking?

When the phone stopped ringing, there was silence on the other end. I had to check to confirm that the call had been picked up before pressing it back to my ear real quick. “Hello? Gabriel?”

Silence again.

My heart was beating so loudly, I felt it would make its way out of my body any moment. “Hello?”

Silence again.

“Mhm.” A sleepy groggy voice answered, “Who’s speaking?”

My heart sank so quick in my chest, I didn’t have the time to process it. It wasn’t Gabriel speaking. The voice was very feminine. Very familiar. Very dreaded.

I couldn’t speak back. I sat numb.

“Hello?” The soft voice belonging unmistakably to my husband’s ex asked again.

“Lily” greeted, my voice sounding so unfamiliar and foreign. “Where’s my husband?”

“Shit Shit. Sophia. Shit. I didn’t check the caller ID before picking up. I thought it was my phone, Shit. Her self r ended with a small, “Shit. I’m so sorry.”

Tears were stinging my eyes. “Where’s my husband?

One blink and they would fall. One blink and they would fall. I kept focusing on the wall. This wasn’t happening. This isn’t happening. This is not real.

“Sophia, you shouldn’t hear it from me… Her voice trailed. “Listen, he’ll call you back, okay?”

“Give him the phone, Lily. Right now.”

“Sophia… he’s he’s asleep.”

“He’s asleep with

Grandpa’s funeral. I… It was for six months. It’s over. He’s not your husband anymore. I’m

believe you,” I told her, my voice as broken as I felt inside. Tears that I

he wakes up, okay? I’m not really sure, but he had mentioned in

believe you.” I sucked in a

I’m sorry. I..

tells me this himself.” I was aware of how pathetically clingy this would sound if she was telling the truth, if he had really sent me divorce papers, if it really was over. How naive and desperate I sounded, I was aware. But I didn’t care. “If

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her the chance to

tears blurred my vision and I had to put my hand

I could have dealt with this. Maybe it would hur just this much, but I didn’t

with this now,

when my Grandpa

have anyone

in the past week that crying more made me feel

faith in

We were real.

We were real.

me I was his wife, every promise he made

away my tears, I got up to go to the bathroom to freshen up when my eyes

earlier.

steps found my way to it and with trembling hands, I opened it to

were signed

divorce papers were

signed the

written in bold letters, the terms of our contract underlined

said he’d tear the

the contract didn’t matter to him

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