The divorce was finalized quickly.
The moment the official stamp came down, I saw tears slip from the corners of Ethan's eyes.
Five years of marriage, reduced to the divorce papers in our hands.
As we walked out of the hall, Ethan called out to me.
"Sarah."
I turned back to look at him.
He held a jewelry box in his hand.
Inside was the gold necklace he had given me when we got married.
"It took me a long time to find it and buy it back from a pawn shop.
Keep it as a keepsake."
I didn't take it.
"No need. What's been sold no longer belongs to me."
Ethan's face fell.
"Then, what about us in the future..."
"There is no us. And there is no future."
I turned and walked away.
My sister was waiting for me at the bottom of the steps.
She had recovered well and had even gone back t
