Ethan Blake sat in the expansive living room of the home he had once shared with Olivia, the divorce papers still clutched in his hand. He had expected the scene to play out differently—had expected Olivia to be distraught, to plead with him to reconsider. Instead, he was met with something far more unsettling: her complete indifference. It was as though the woman he had once loved had vanished, replaced by a cold, emotionless stranger.
The silence between them had been thick, suffocating even. When he had handed her the divorce papers, he’d anticipated a wave of tears, of begging, of her begging him to stay, to salvage whatever remained of their marriage. But instead, she had simply taken the papers, signed them with a steady hand, and handed them back without a word.
"Is that it?" he h
