"Tomorrow afternoon, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce."
I didn't go back to Kyrie's villa, but to my parents' home.
My father suffered a severe blow due to bankruptcy and jumped off the building on the spot, and my mother died of a serious illness the following year.
Now this old house was empty and I was the only one left.
The cell phone was playing yesterday's citizen news:
[Cloudy City was hit by a sudden thunderstorm, and lightning strikes occurred there, causing one death and multiple injuries.]
[Not only that, on that day, a pregnant woman in Central District fell in the rain and Hemorrhaging on the spot. Thanks to several enthusiastic citizens who sent her to the hospital, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. The rainstorm was ruthless, but love existed in the world]
I lay in bed, tears unknowingly falling into the pillow.
I didn’t know how long I slept, but when I was woken up by the ringing of my cell phone, it was already noon the next day.
"April, you didn't go home last night. Where did you go?"
I rubbed my aching head and said to him, "Bring your ID card this afternoon and we'll get a divorce."