Zara's POV My throat tightened, as the word settled in. "Divorce agreement?" I echoed, barely recognizing my own voice."Yes," he said, his voice cold and his expression as unmoving as a stone."But.....I thought we had something special going on," I said, my voice trembling at the weight of disbelief. "I thought.... our marriage was going well." Tears streamed down my cheeks, each one carrying a piece of my hope."I don't love you. I never did," he said firmly, his gaze unflinching. "I merely pitied you."“Pity?” The word felt foreign to my ears, slicing through me like a blade.“Yes.” He sighed, his tone laced with finality. “Whenever I look at you, I see myself—a desperate struggle for love, acknowledgment, and acceptance from society and family. But I can’t do it anymore.”Without waiting for response, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving me standing there, shattered. My legs felt like lead as I forced myself to move, stumbling out to the pathway.Voice broke thr
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