After that, Elliot seemed to think of something, and his eyes turned mocking again.
"Fine. If that's what you want, have it your way. But don't you regret this later, Vanessa. Don't come crawling back and begging me like a dog. I won't take you back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Elliot got into the car without another word.
He hit the gas and drove straight to the courthouse.
In the car, I looked at Elliot's tense profile and nearly laughed.
Regret? No. I would never regret this.
And I would never crawl back to him like a dog again.
'Elliot Shaw, I truly don't love you anymore. You don't seem to realize that yet. But soon, you will feel the difference.'
