Goodbye

TERRA'S POV:

THE NEXT DAY:

I was seated at the edge of my bed with half of my stuff packed. The entire room was empty, I had some clothes still in my closet. I sniffled recalling the events of last night and just wiped away my tears. I shook my head removing the thoughts of loneliness and second guessing my decision.

A man who wasn't affectionate nor loving or even tried to be, after three months of living together, ninety solid days. He could never love me. It showed in how he let me get humiliated last night. 

Staying married will only make me look more pathetic and weak than I already seemed. I didn't even want to think about how people thought of me, the media, the public. They would all paint me as a poor girl who married into this family for money.

My phone rang, jolting me out of my depressing thoughts. I cleared my throat and exhaled before picking up.

“Hello?” I spoke softly.

“Good day, Miss Terra. The divorce papers have been done and it will be delivered in about five minutes. The terms were simple and straightforward, no dime to be collected. After getting your signature and your husband's, it will be finalized without needing your presence.” The Lawyer, Miss Yhonda, explained just as I wanted.

I called Evelyn late last night crying and telling her all about the party. I could feel her rage though she was miles away. She encouraged me to get the divorce I wanted and she promised to be by my side. She sent Miss Yhonda's contact information as she was one of her older cousin's friends. 

I smiled in contentment and rubbed my arms comfortingly. “Thank you very much.” I appreciated it from the depth of my heart.

She was able to get it all done though it was the weekend and she was quite attentive and comforting.

“Anytime.” We exchanged goodbyes and I hung up. I glanced at the time and hoped Ross hadn't left yet. I was dressed in dark blue high waist jeans and a white button up shirt. My clothes were getting a bit tight but everyone assumed I was just getting fat due to being married.

Maybe they were right.

I wore my heels and carried my bag and walked out of my room slowly and let out a deep breath. As I strolled down the stairs, the mansion seemed rather quiet and somewhat empty, it made me wonder if I was up too early.

Though it was 9 am on a Sunday, they were usually up earlier than this. The staff were most likely discussing the events of last night.

The doorbell rang and as I quickened my steps, I started feeling dizzy. I was just hungry and I moved too quickly.

“Good morning, Mrs Terra. How was your night?” The maid questioned with a bright smile before reverted her attention towards the door and it revealed a delivery man.

I stood next to the maid and communicated through my eyes for her to leave. She frowned but nodded before scurrying away.

“Good morning, I have a document for Terra Anderson.” He announced right before handing me a brown envelope.

“I am she.” He nodded then handed me a paper pad for me to sign.

“Thank you.” He said and I smiled weakly before shutting the door. I sighed deeply and opened the envelope, the heading alone read.

PETITION FOR A DIVORCE……

“Going somewhere?” I looked up from the document and I was quite startled by the sound of Ross’ voice. He was coming down the stairs with her eyes fixated on me, looking at him just got me angry and heartbroken. He was dressed in his corporate attire, black slacks and a black collar. I was certain he was headed to work because based on the conversation I had overheard, they were working on a new expansion of their hotels.

“Let's have breakfast before I leave for work.” He spoke coldly and I scoffed at how he still had an attitude. 

I didn't utter a word, I simply walked to the dining area, where I had seen about three maids speaking in hushed tones as they arranged the table for breakfast.

“Good morning sir. Good morning ma'am.” They greeted then walked away leaving one who was to serve us standing beside Ross but he dismissed her.

We both took a seat and I stared at the mouth watering delicacies, though I was hungry, I didn't have any appetite for it. Ross began to serve his food, dig in and stared at his iPad not once did he utter a single word.

I sucked my teeth sharply making him look up meeting my eyes, which were most likely swollen.

“Here are the divorce papers.” I announced staring into his eyes while stretching out the envelope and his facial expression turned confused. 

The sound of his silverware clashing on the plate rang through the room. I just kept a straight face watching his every move.

“You are joking, aren't you?” He chuckled humorlessly collecting the envelope from me. His facial expression was emotionless as he read the contents of the divorce papers. 

“I am not taking a dime from you and I will be leaving every single thing I had purchased through the money from you or your family. All I want is for us to go our separate ways, peacefully.” I explained and he gazed at me then back at the document.

“I'm not signing this.” He returned the document back into the envelope and placed it on the table before standing up.

Did he think I was joking around when I said that last night? He didn't even apologize or say anything. 

My feelings for him were gradually turning to hate.

“Ross!” I raised my voice over a pitch to stop him from walking off. He turned around and stared at me with the same unreadable expression.

“Terra, I'm not signing the divorce paper and that's final!” He spoke sternly, clenching and unclenching his jaw then walked off.

I stood there fuming and heard the front door open and close. I was uncertain if he wanted me to be miserable, if he truly didn't want a divorce then why is he frustrating my life? Every thought was stressing me out but I took a deep breath in order to protect myself and health.

I went ahead to set the documents in his office with the hope that he would have signed it by the time I arrived by night.

I didn't even want drama or hurt anymore, I just wanted to leave.

***********

8 PM:

I had spent the entire day getting ready to leave, my ticket for my flight by 11pm tonight was ready, my luggage, new bags and clothes, I had purchased just a few. The only thing left was getting the divorce papers finalized. 

“Thank you.” I appreciated the driver and hopped out of the car. He followed behind me helping me with my new stuff, which I had used my Grandfather's money to get.

I noticed Ross’ car wasn't in the driveway, so instead of heading into his office. I went straight into my room, two maids were also helping me gather my things.

“Are you really leaving Mrs Terra?” One asked and I turned around as she had interrupted me, relieving the memories in this room.

Ross and I had made love here and I had gotten one of my first heartbreaks in this room as well.

“Yeah.” I responded dryly.

“Mrs Anderson came over earlier looking for you. She said nothing when we informed her of your absence but simply snooped around the house.” She informed me though it meant nothing to me.

“Thank you for telling me that.” I said in order to prevent an awkward moment.

“You're going to be missed ma'am. Any idea of where you're going?” 

Now, I knew for sure she was just trying to get information from me. The place I had in mind was special and from what I had read and seen, it was serene and beautiful. It wasn't too busy like here but the people who lived in that country spoke languages I could understand. I was excited.

I just shrugged and I zipped off my last box and she assisted me in carrying down the stairs while I went into Ross office in hope.

Just one signature will ensure my liberty and kick start my new future full of possibilities with new hopes. And just maybe, I will be happy.

I grabbed the envelope and licked my lips in anticipation.

He had signed it.

“Yes!” At that moment, I had mixed emotions. On one hand, I was happy but on another hand, I was hurt and sad.

He never really loved me. And why was he being dramatic earlier? To play with my feelings? To make a joke out of me? The maid had not even made mention of his arrival. 

I could care less. 

I just shook my head and walked out of the mansion without turning back. 

Goodbye Ross Anderson. 

You will never get to see our child, my child. My child deserves love and one thing I know for certain is if you can treat a woman like garbage then you can do that to your child as well. 

To my beautiful beginning in a new country and with my expectant bundle of joy!