The Divorce

“No, I don't think it's a great idea. I think I’m just going to go. You're already here, you’re fine," he responds, clearly uncomfortable.

"What if something happens to me?" I ask.

"Nothing's going to happen to you here. Its a great hotel and there is good security. I wouldn't just leave you anywhere.....," he says.

"How do you know that?“ I interrupt him.

"Because....." He sighs as he watches me again before asking, “What do you want from me now?“

“ Come inside, we can stay on the couch or something. Don’t leave me alone; I really don’t want to be alone tonight. Please....!"

He looks at me, weighing his options, before finally relenting. "Alright, fine," he says, closing the door behind him and stepping into the room.

He goes and takes a seat on the sofa, and I sit down next to him. "Do you want some coffee?" he asks. "Maybe I could order it or something."

"No, just a glass of water, maybe," I say softly.

He pours water into a glass from a bottle and hands it to me. Our eyes meet, and there's tension in the air as we both struggle to find the right words, searching for something to say to each other.

Then, all of a sudden, I'm on him. I'm kissing him, my hands roaming over his body. He responds just as fiercely, his hands gripping my dress. My zipper comes undone, and before I know it, he's carrying me into the bedroom. Clothes are quickly discarded, and we're both naked. But when it was over, I realised what I had been missing my whole life. I have the best orgasms I’ve ever had in my entire life.

When the sun filters into the room in the morning, I'm groggy from the alcohol and the light, but then I see him, my hero from last night. "Here, take this, it'll help," he says, handing me a pill and some water. 

I take the pill and drink the water, feeling the headache slowly begin to dissipate.

"I'm so sorry," he keeps saying, his voice filled with regret. "I don't know what I was thinking. I never meant to take advantage of you. I really don’t know how or what to do about this. I so….."

I frown, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm really sorry. I never meant for it to happen. I don’t know what I was thinking. I mean, if Eric finds out about this…."

"Eric is the last person I’m thinking about," I cut him off. "Last night was the best night of my life. I can't believe you finally gave me what I’ve been dreaming about all my life. You fulfilled all my fantasies and more," I add with a wink.

He shakes his head, clearly distressed. "No, you're not thinking straight. This isn’t right. I'm your father-in-law.“

“Soon-to-be-father-in-law. Eric and I are getting a divorce," I point out.

His expression softens. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"He cheated on me," I continue, my voice trembling. "With Rita, my sister."

His eyes widen "Oh my God, I’m so sorry. Rita, your younger sister? He didn't do that."

"He did," I say, tears welling up. "They’ve been seeing each other for the past three months. She’s pregnant. She’s expecting his baby."

He listens as I tell him about what happened when I confronted Eric. He is furious. 

"I can’t believe Eric would do this. After everything… After his mother left me and I had to raise him by myself, he knows how much I hate cheating. He knows how much his mother’s betrayal hurt me. How could he do the same thing? I can't believe he would stoop so low. I’m so disappointed in him right now."

"Yes," I reply, my voice steady. "And that's why I'm going to get a divorce."

He nods, "Of course, you deserve nothing but the best. Your father told me to take care of you, and I was very happy when you and Eric got married. I thought he was going to treat you right. But after this betrayal, you are right to ask for divorce."

"I never imagined it would end like this," I admit,

"I know," he says gently. "But sometimes, things don’t work out the way we hoped. You have to think about your future and what’s best for you."

I looked at him, "You know," I begin, "I'm not as hurt by Eric's betrayal as I thought I'd be."

He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. "Really?"

"Yes," I nod. "Maybe... maybe it happened for the best. Maybe it was what I needed to finally realize what I really want in life. This might actually be a good thing."

He watched me closely, waiting for me to continue.

"For a long time," I confessed, "I’ve had feelings for someone else. Someone who’s always been there, someone I’ve admired since I was a little girl. Back when you were just my father’s friend, I had the biggest crush on you. And that feeling never really went away."

His eyes widened slightly as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. "So, I need to ask you something... Would you marry me?"

He didn’t say anything, just stared at me with shock written all over his face.

****

We sit in front of our lawyers, the divorce papers spread out before us. After I sign my name, I silently smile, staring at the sheets of paper. This marks as the beginning of my freedom, happiness and revenge. 

Eric notices and snaps at me.

"You really think you have it all figured out, don't you? You really think the grass is greener on the other side. You're going to regret this."

I smile back at him. "Of course you would think that."

"You dare divorce me, and think you can just hand me divorce papers? You think you can hurt me with this? I would take everything from you and leave you with nothing to fall on." he seethes. 

I smile,

"I gave you what you've always wanted. Isn't she what you wanted all along?" I say, nodding toward Rita, who clings to his arm and pats him slowly, lovingly, as if trying to gain a reaction from me.