The Woman Scorned

"How I married a pathetic and weak woman is beyond me, I say we stop this misery and let`s get divorced," my husband of three years says with disgust and contempt. "Divorce? You actually want the both of us to go through that?" I was deeply hurt, but not because he called me pathetic and weak, it's because he called our marriage a misery. I admit that relationships are not always sunshine and hearts and rainbows but I wouldn`t trade for anything but clearly, he thought otherwise. There`s no way I`d be able to hide my sorrow with how my voice trembles but I don`t want to show him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. " Don't act as if divorce was invented yesterday. Married couples do this all the time. Ours will be no different," he says that as if marriage is nothing. But seeing his nonchalance and his hurtful words, I decided maybe this is for the best. "Alright, if divorce is the only way you can think of fixing this, then let`s have a divorce." I`ll raise my head high because I know I gave my all to make this relationship work, no matter how it hurts. I see him digging from his drawers and giving me his pen and a file. "What`s this?" I say as I look up from the files in my hand. "What could it be other than the divorce agreement?" he says as if I said something incredibly stupid. Maybe I was, stupid, not expecting anything like this in the duration of our marriage. But I`m also angry at the audacity. He obviously prepared for this whilst I was day dreaming about how good our married life were. "Done," I said after signing the papers. Don`t worry dear ex-husband, I`m no weak lass and I`ll show you both something you`ll never see coming even if you borrow telescope from NASA. You`ll both regret doing this to me.