“It means,” I said, standing up slowly despite the ache in my body, “that you don’t see me. You haven’t seen me in months. All you care about is yourself, and I’m done pretending like I don’t notice.”
He scoffed again, shaking his head. “You’re being ridiculous. This isn’t about me, right? This is about Thalia again. How many times should I tell you that you should let go? It’s just a baby, her baby, and not mine. Are you happy?”
I scoffed. “Yeah, fine. I am happy now… I will be happy if we end this now.”
He stared at me, his jaw tightening. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying I want out,” I said, the words finally spilling from my lips. “I want a divorce.”
The silence that followed was deafening. Rozen’s eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, he looked like he didn’t believe me. Then his face twisted with anger, his fists clenching at his sides. “You can’t be serious.”
“I am,” I said firmly, my voice steady despite the pounding in my chest. “I’m done.”
Rozen’s eyes darkened, and the shift in his demeanor sent a chill down my spine. “No, Chloe. You don’t get to just walk away from this. From me.”
I took a step back, my hands shaking. “You can’t stop me, Rozen. It’s over.”