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.”

gulped. “He’s asleep with

a level of sympathy that nobody even showed me at my Grandpa’s funeral. I… It was for six months.

inside. Tears that I was trying hard to contain streamed down my face. “I don’t

not really sure, but he had mentioned in passing that he would send the divorce papers to you

believe you.” I sucked in

real. You and him. I’m sorry. I.. You shouldn’t

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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giving her the

vision and I had to

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

with this now,

when my Grandpa just

I didn’t have anyone to turn

cried so much in the past week that crying more made me

faith

We were real.

We were real.

reminded myself. Every time he told me I was his wife, every promise he made me

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

earlier.

trembling hands, I opened it to reveal the

were signed

papers were

the divorce

underlined with a dotted line with both our signatures from all those months ago followed by

he’d tear the

the contract didn’t matter

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