CHAPTER TWO
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Divorce.
The word was like a knife piercing through my heart. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine this day would come.
My eyes blurred and I started crying.
"Baby, are you joking?" I asked, hoping he was indeed, joking.
He was quiet and that answered my question.
"Is it me? Have I done anything wrong? Is it the job? Is it the house? Whatever it is, we can work on it. Divorce isn't necessary, Dom."
"No, Hailey. It's not you or the job or the house. I just can't."
"But why? Whatever it is, we can work on it."
I reached out for his hands and he pulled away from me.
"It won't make a difference."
"We have been married for three years. I’ve been your Luna for three good years, ruling alongside you. Three. I love you. We love each other. You can't do this to me. We've come a long way for you to just end our marriage."
"No we don't, Hailey."
I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth.
"Don't you love me, Dominic? You can't just walk out on our marriage. Do you really not care about what happens to us? I am your wife, your mate!”
"It's just not working out. Can't you see? Why are you hellbent on staying in a loveless marriage? How can you continue loving a man who has never shown an act of love to you or even told you he loves you?"
My tears came faster and heavier. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. Dominic has never shown an act of love or said those three words to me, but never for once has the thought of divorce crossed my mind.
"Please, Dominic. You know how I feel about you. We have a history. And the fact that we have been married for three years. Are we just going to let everything go, just like that?"
"Yes, I know how you feel. You have shown your feelings for me and you have done everything for me. But, that's not love. If it were really love, you wouldn't have been waiting three years and counting for me to say those words. Or show you an act of love. That's not love, Hailey. It isn't healthy for you. It's not you, it's me."
Nothing angered me more than those last words. I always heard it in movies and read it in books, I didn't think a time would come when I would hear those words from my husband.
'It's not you, it's me.' How typical.
I wiped my tears and sniffed.
"You can't say that to me. This is not fair. I have been a good wife to you. I have given you my all. I have never complained about our lack of relationship. I have always been there for you, and now, you're asking for a divorce."
"It's for the best, Hailey. You don't deserve someone who isn't going to give you what you deserve."
"That's bullshit, Dominic. You can't do this."
"I have made up my mind. I am not asking, I am telling you. We are getting a divorce."
"Please, Dominic."
"No, Hailey. We are not talking about this anymore. We will have a meeting with the lawyers to discuss the divorce settlement and finalize things, then have a ceremony to get rid of our mate bond."
I couldn't believe it. The man I have loved for a very long time was actually walking out on our marriage. Just when I thought things were going to fall into place. Just when our family was about to be complete.
He dropped the bombshell and killed every shimmer of hope I had.
There was only one thing that could be the reason. There was someone else. He was seeing someone else.
"Is there another woman?" I asked.
He didn't answer and avoided my eyes.
"Say something!"
"We are not doing this. I have made up my mind and that's it. I don't want to hurt you. You have been a wonderful wife and mate, and I thank you for that. But our marriage is a big burden to me."
"I deserve that much from you. If you're going to end things with me, I should at least know why. Is there someone else?"
He sighed and closed his eyes.
"Yes."
I knew it. I had expected it. But nothing prepared me for the pain and heartache that came with his confirmation that there was indeed another woman.
My lips trembled and I started crying again.
"Who is she?"
"It doesn't matter. But it's true. I am not happy with you and neither are you. I can't give you what you want. What we both deserve. I want to move on with my life and you should too. Please Hailey, it's better this way."
"No it's not, Dominic. Nothing is better this way. Our marriage is not worth nothing, and neither are we. You are throwing it all away, just like that. For what, a new woman? Do you even love her?"
"She is not new, she's the only one—"
He cut himself off and sighed and stood up.
"I will leave for the hotel. Good night, Hailey."
The moment he walked out of the living room, the flood gates opened and my sobs echoed through the entire house.
And my tears.
There was nothing I could do.
My world had crumbled before my very eyes and it was the most painful thing ever.
A marriage I have built with all my heart and soul was gone in a flash.
Dominic has shattered my whole world and left it broken and empty. Not even my love for him could save it. Not even my pregnancy could save it. Why now when I thought everything was going to be okay?
Was I not good enough for him? Attractive enough for him? Am I not worthy of being called his wife and Luna? I tried my best. Tried to be the perfect wife for him, but it wasn't enough for him. My efforts were never enough.
He wanted more. She must have something I could never give him. He chose another woman over me. When all I did was beg for even the barest minimum from him.
"What did I do wrong, moon goddess?" I sobbed, falling on my knees. "What did I do wrong? Was it not my faith that made you bring Dominic into my life? Why did you make him my mate if you knew you were just going to collect him from me?”
It was like my heart was ripped apart, stomped on, and was now lying lifelessly on the floor.
I couldn't stop crying. My tears flowed out like a dam that has been opened. I cried myself to sleep.
I woke up the next day and it was like a nightmare. Everything that had happened last night had been a blur, a haze.
I was hoping that it had all been a bad dream. That when I wake up, everything will be normal again.
But the pain.
The emptiness.
The sorrow.
They were all real.
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