My Happily Ever After?

20-THE DIVORCE (1)

TOO GOOD AT GOODBYES
                ✔️ SAM SMITH

DIANE'S POV

"I want a divorce"I told Mrs Sarah. The glow in her eyes disappeared. She wasn't angry-no-she was sad.

"Why my dear? I know J can be a jerk sometimes but trust me he's good at heart. He just..."

I couldn't bare to let her continue.

"I don't know about that, believe me, I know what I'm about to do is for the best. I know you are aware of the reason he got married to me"I inched closer to her and squeezed her hand. "It's not because he didn't want to get married, it was because he never found the right person"

I took a deep breath, trying my best to remain calm.

"He loves someone else and if you give them a chance, he will..."I trailed off. A knot formed in my throat and I really needed to run out before I turn into a crying mess.

  "Oh honey"Mrs Sarah pulled me into a hug, while stroking my back. She had no idea how her gesture affected me. She always made me think of the mother I never knew.

  My mum, that was another reason for my decision. I decided to travel to Los Angeles and look for her-just to see her- just to see how well she's doing.

I pulled away from Mrs Sarah and wiped away the rebellious tears that had managed to escape my eyes.

  "You really love him, don't you?"

I remained silent and she just squeezed my shoulders.

  "My son is a jerk-a stupid jerk"

I couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

  "Just talk to Mr Carter about this, make him understand. I just want to get this over with"

"I'll always support you"She said.

  As I stood, staring at my husband, waiting for his reply, I wished that he would refuse. That he would beg me to say and all that stuff.

We all stood there for a while but John broke the silence.

"Fine"He said flatly. "I'll talk to my lawyer"And that was it, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach.

      John's lawyer said an uncontested divorce would be settled in probably six weeks. But John was ready to pull some strings, I guess he really wanted me out of his life. The lawyer, Mr Scott, who was a plump middle aged man, advised me to continue living in the mansion, to avoid unnecessary press releases.

    That would have been so easy, If I didn't have to see Tiara most of the time. She practically lived in the mansion now.

    It was already two weeks and I was coming down with a migraine while  thinking of ways to break the news to my family. Dad's heart was still weak and I didn't want to trouble him.

    After my work, I headed for my car in the parking lot. Greg was leaning on his car, playing with his keys. His face lit up once he noticed me and he strolled over.

  "Hi"He looked a little bit paler and his hair was neatly slicked backward.

  I honestly didn't know what to say. I missed his eyes, his funny talks and his soothing words. He was my confidant. I was just too selfish and I don't want to repeat that mistake again.

   "What do you want?"I sounded more cold than I had intended to.

  "I just want to talk Anny. I heard about your divorce"He scratched the back of his neck. "I'm sorry"