On the other end,my father clearly took aback when he heard my decision;he checked again,"Mia,once you make this choice,you can't turn back.You love him so much—are you sure you want to leave?"
"Sure,"I said coldly,with finality.
Since Xavier never loved me,I will divorce him completely and leave him forever!
I pushed open the study door with the divorce papers in my bag.
Inside,Xavier had his sleeves rolled up,trimming the stems of a bouquet of white lilies.He was never a romantic.In fact,he used to mock other men for bringing flowers to their girlfriends.
“Pointless,”he’d said one Valentine’s Day.“They’re dead in a week.”
We’d been married three years and I hadn’t even received a single daisy.Besides,those lilies weren’t for me—they were Vanessa’s favorite.
A few clipped stems fell into the trash before Xavier finally glanced up.“You’re out of the hospital.How are you feeling?”he asked as he stood,arranging the bouquet in a crystal vase and fussing with the petals.Then he added,“About tonight…I didn’t mean it.”
“But I know you’ll be fine,”he laughed.“You’ve been through worse,right?Grew up with nothing.A little operation isn’t anything,is it?”
I almost laughed.