(At home)
Harold: Hey.
Rachelle: Hey, let's talk in the dining table.
(At the dining table)
Harold: I'm sorry.
Rachelle: About what?
Harold: About everything.
Rachelle: Oh, so now your saying sorry? Are you joking? Cuz it's not funny.
Harold: I'm not joking. I'm truly sorry.
Rachelle: Well, let's say I accepted your apology but I'm still getting a divorce. I can't stay in this marriage any longer.
Harold: Wait. Can we just talk this out?
Rachelle: Oh, please Harold, there was a lot of times we can talk about our relationship but you always ended up laying a hand on me or you just walked out of the conversation! And plus what's there to talk about anyway? You having the time of your life with your mistress? You think just a simply sorry will fix all of your lies?! Now tell me Harold what's there to talk about?
Harold: Ah I-i...
Rachelle: What Harold?
(Harold went completely silent until, Rachelle put an envelope on the table. And when Harold opened the envelope, he saw the divorce papers. After a long pause Harold spoke.)
Harold: Fine, I'll agree to the divorce. (Sounded defeated)
(Rachelle couldn't help but smile a little. Finally she's free.)
