Chapter 004

She stirred but quickly composed herself and nodded. “Of course.”

She walked out of the room in search of a pen. I reached into the drawer and fetched out the papers that Mrs. Joyce had earlier hidden in the drawer from my sight.

I flipped through the pages, sniffing. His signature has already been placed, mine was the only one required to officially make us ‘exes’

Gruesomely, my watery eyes scanned the terms of the divorce.

I chuckled when I noticed the alimony offered if I accepted the divorce. I had to re-read the papers more than three times before every bit of it sunk in.

I was getting a divorce. I was getting a divorce with Caleb.

After all my sacrifices and selfishness, I ended up losing him.

I sighed and chuckled sadly, the chuckle rose into a horrific laugh that left me choking on my breath.

“We are finally getting a divorce, Caleb!” I yelled and laughed, swinging my hair into disarray.

The door swung open and Mrs. Joyce scampered into the room, looking mortified.

“Mrs. Rosy, are you alright?” she muttered, concern flooding her eyes.

I stretched out my hand, grinning widely.

“The pen, I need the pen right now!” I snapped.

Mrs. Joyce was taken aback by my strange behavior.

“Mrs. Rosy, are you sure you’re okay?” she leaned closer, peering closely at me.

“From henceforth, I am no longer a ‘Mrs.’ you must address me by my name, Rosy Connor,” I stammered, laughing. Tears glistened in my eyes and cascaded down to my chin.

“Ma’am Rosy, it’s going to be okay. I know you will get through this, you’re a nice woman with a pure heart.”

I shook my head, sniffing in tears.

Perhaps if you had known that I decisively forced Caleb into marrying me, you wouldn’t be calling me a nice woman with a pure heart.

Mrs. Joyce dropped the pen into my palm and got up, dusting her dress. She nodded reassuringly and walked out of the room, leaving the door ajar in case I tried something stupid.

I opened the paper and cautiously inputted my signature beside Caleb’s.

As I signed my name on the last part, teardrop fell steadily on the document.

I cancelled the alimony and dropped the document and pen on his bedstand drawer.

I pulled off my wedding ring and tore off a piece of paper, picking up the pen again.

‘Dear Caleb,

I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness or Sherry’s. But I will apologize anyway.

I have wronged you, Caleb, I ruined your life with my illusions. I ruined Sherry’s life too.

I have finally recognized that this is the best decision of your life. Even against my wishes, I will agree to it for the sake of your happiness.

If you love someone, you learn to let them go. I love you Caleb, and I must learn to let you go.

Don’t bother about the alimony, you can give the 7 million dollars to the orphanage for Sherry’s sake.

Take care of yourself, Caleb, I pray you find a woman that will give you what you need the most, love.

Yours sincerely,

Rosy Connor.’

I read the letter for the third time and sealed it, placing it beside the divorce papers and my wedding ring.

Strangely, I felt a burden being lifted from my chest. I breathed out and walked up to my wardrobe, picking out my bag and dresses.

I began packing my dresses, excluding the ones Caleb bought for me. While I was packing up my bag, my wedding dress fell out of the wardrobe. I froze as I stared at the dress, Caleb was the one who recommended the dress for our wedding.

Tears stung my eyes as I slowly raised it and flipped it into the wardrobe.

I can’t take anything that reminds me of Caleb.

I’m going to get over him, I’m going to survive all this. I promise you, Caleb.

After packing, I called my mom and asked her to send a chauffeur to pick me up. She strangely accepted my request to send a driver to take me to the cemetery.

No one knew I was divorced, I would just keep it a secret for a few hours before shocking them with the divorce news.

As I dragged my bag to the door, Sherry’s picture caught my eye and I stopped walking. I took the picture and stared longingly at it before popping it into my bag.

That is the only memory I will have of Sherry.

Before I could descend the stairs, Mrs. Joyce came running up to me with rheumy eyes.

“Do… do you think leaving is the best decision?” she stuttered, choking on every word she spilled out.

I smiled and faintly said, “If that makes Caleb happy, then yes, it’s the best decision I have ever made in my entire life.”

Mrs. Joyce broke down into tears and slumped to the floor, clenching my ankle.

My throat burned as I swallowed any string of tears that tried to escape out of my puffy eyes.

I have cried enough, I have been selfish and weak enough. It’s time I let everything go for Sherry’s sake. I don’t deserve happiness, no, not after what happened to my baby.

If leaving Caleb and everything I cherish was my punishment, then so be it.

“I can’t stay anymore, you were like the mother I never had. I’m certain that Caleb will get another woman who will treat you like the mother that you are,” I said, wishing that she would let go of my feet.

“Can’t you give him another chance? I’m sure he’ll come back to his senses sooner,” Mrs. Joyce pleaded.

“No, there is no second chance for people who were never meant to be.”

When I spoke those words, her hands slowly peeled away from my ankle.

“Take care of Caleb and yourself,” I gave Mrs. Joyce the last instruction and walked out of the house once called my home.

I never took a second glance at the house as I walked into the car waiting for me outside.