Zayden
She wasn't answering my calls, she wasn't replying to my text.
Fuck!
I don't even know where she was. The house was empty, all her things were gone. The only thing she left behind was her wedding ring which she left on top of the divorce papers attached to a copy of our contract on our matrimonial bed.
I didn't sign it, I just tossed both papers into the fireplace and watched it burn.
All this happened while I was battling with my father in the office the following day.
It was like a part of me was paralyzed. I couldn't feel a thing apart from this heavyweight and void in my chest. It weighed me down to the point I couldn't even get out of bed.
Remember how I said I couldn't imagine going to sleep without her and waking up every morning without her? Well, I couldn't slee
