Seated by the window of Sunset Bistro, Ivory stared down at her divorce certificate with a blank face.
Her mind was unusually calm with only one thing going through it.
She has done it, divorced at last, freed from Gadreel.
It felt like a dream, one that was bad, as well as good. The bad part caused her heart to ache ever so slightly as she thought back to the years she had wasted and the hope that had chained her down to a reality that was never going to happen. It ached for that innocent and youthful part of her that has desperately craved love and affection and it ached for said love and affection that has never been reciprocated.
But just as she thought of the negative part, she equally thought of the positive parts. Although it wasn’t much at first glance, but after deep
