I ignored his anger and my eye met his without wavering and my voice was steady but ice-cold, "Let me ask you ... tell me, where are my parents' ashes?"
He froze as confusion flashed across his face. “Of course, they’re buried in the cemetery. Why are you asking about this?”
The expression on Tracy's face changed, she pulled Blake's hand and said, "Blake, I don’t feel well. My stomach … something’s wrong. Please, take me for a check-up. I’m scared it might be something wrong with the baby.”
Blake hesitated. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he helped Tracy to leave the room.
The moment they left the ward, I grabbed my belongings and walked out of the hospital. As soon as I got home, I gathered my ID and bank card and left. Before I did, I signed the divorce papers I had prepared in advance and left them neatly on the coffee table.
Blake! Tracy! I vowed. The next time we meet, I’ll make sure I'll give the two of you some unforgettable gifts.
