India had always been the quiet loner. Never really having friends but Holly and Reece. To everybody else, she didn't have the RIGHT look. Highschool was a constant verbal bullying norm for Indy and drawing was her ONLY solace away from it.
15 year...
"We're here for the divorce proceedings of Reece Jordyn Grant-Fullwood and Eric Gary Fullwood. There has been new situations, in which the courts have granted a revision of the marital contract. Before I grant a speedy finalization, we will review the reasons for the divorce. Mrs. Grant, you're filing irreconcilable differences, for the lack of trust and adultery. Is this correct.....?" Judge Mainor looked at me.
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Judge Mainor
"Yes, your honor." I nodded. Eric sat on the other side of the table with his lawyer.
"As I hope both counsels have reminded their clients, The District of Columbia is a No Fault Divorce state. Meaning, I don't need proof to grant the divorce. I also see that there is a request that Mrs. Fullwood seeks no alimony. As part of your suit to sue your wife, she will use any assets if granted and deem that payable to the amount you seek. Are you in agreeance, Mr. Fullwood.....?" The judge looked at Eric.
I don't want shit from him, I got my own money and I can take care of myself just fine. I don't need a motherfuckah to hold shit over my head, especially with a niggah like Eric. I'm ready to get this over with, cuz I got better shit to do. I finished my last final yesterday. Tonight we were gonna have a chill night at my place and start thinking bout Holly's wedding/baby shower.
I just need this one final thing put past behind me. I don't need the baggage that's Eric Fullwood. I'm wanting to move on with Dorian, he was giving me something way more than Eric did when we were married. He leaned next to his lawyer and they talked quickly and quietly.
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Eric
"He's gonna go against it, probably use the assault as leverage." I looked at Rosalie.
"He don't wanna accept it, that's his problem. I'm not paying shit...." I shrugged.
"It's possible the judge might make you pay for his medical bills." Rosalie told me that and if I gotta pay it.....I will. But I'm not paying for shit else. Most of the shit he claiming were gifts for fuckin endorsements.
