I sank into the plush couch in the living room, enveloped in silence, as my thoughts consumed me. Damon, stubborn as ever, refuses to grant me a divorce, using it as a means to punish me.
"And he certainly succeeded."
I felt trapped, overwhelmed, and incredibly stressed about being unable to escape him now.
"Oh, the ironies of life."
Just a year ago, I was excited to becoming Mrs. Lombardi, but now I desperately want to shed that last name that has only brought me pain.
I no longer desire to be his wife, nor do I want his inheritance, money, or even the child we share, though it pains me to admit it.
I yearned to return home, to regain control of my life, to distance myself from all of this, and if possible, from the city as well. But those hopes were shattered, impossible dreams to
