Chapter 2

The complicated life that people like to make for themselves. The greediness from a person, wanting to consume everything. Things that are worthless but wanted just for the sake of it.

It’s funny how there are some people who enjoy to make things so complicated. How greedy some people can be to want it all. I’m thankful that I wasn’t one to do those kinds of things. I believe that the reason my divorcement was so easy and uncomplicated was because I wasn’t a greedy person. Content with what I had asked for, I didn’t care that Morrell had kept most of everything. It didn’t concern me of what he did. As long as I got what I asked for then I was happy. Including a certain condition, that he wouldn’t ever meet with me again and that all communications between us would end. Not like it mattered, considering how he had already cut me off from his life.

Today I had actually woken to him banging on things. He seemed troubled as he bustled around, as if something bothered him greatly. I knew that I shouldn’t care, but I couldn’t help it. It was nagging my mind as I saw him walk to his car. His skin was paler than normal and his once bag-free eyes were sunken and dark. He shouldn’t be so tense considering how he had gotten what he wanted. He should be happy but instead he looked miserable. As if he had expected something else to happen, but it didn’t. I pondered and had an idea but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t fathom the idea that he had wanted me to grovel and beg for him. I know that to make a marriage work, both have to try but I don’t believe in being cheated on and turning my cheek. I had always hated the word: divorcement, but had come to terms with it. I wasn’t going to be taken advantage of, or treated poorly. I wanted to be loved and some may say that’s it’s childish of me but I didn’t care. There may be some who will say that I should try to make it work and if they knew me, that not all marriages will end horribly. I didn’t care though because I didn’t want to make a mistake that will end with my child and I suffering. Humans are creatures who will fall and stand again, always; it may take a while for some but eventually they will stand once more. I knew though that after this divorcement, I wasn’t going to meet another other man for a while. I didn’t want to bring men home, I wanted my child to live a peaceful life. Where it may be us for a while, but stable and happy. I was still a modest woman and I will be so even after this divorce. Nothing would change that fact, unlike so many woman whom I’ve seen to have changed so much in so little time. Woman whom I’ve seen have kids, and who suffer for their mothers decisions. I didn’t want that for my child.

‘No, not for you baby.’, I thought, looking down at my stomach as I walked through a plaza that I had visited often. Today I had called in and decided to relax. Bag in hand, containing the papers walked through the nice breezy day. The wind was playful today as it circled around me. Pushing the loose strands from my face, it ticked my cheek causing me to smile. Thanking the wind for it’s thoughtfulness, I made it to my destination.

It was a small law firm, one that I had found that would satisfy my expectations. Nodding to the secretary, I walked through a second set of doors and was greeted by the smile of an elderly man.

“Hello, Dear, how’s it going today?”, he asked.

“Fine. The weather is absolutely beautiful today and I woke with a smile on my face. Not to mention that fact that my now soon to be ex husband had agreed to all the terms that you had helped me with.”, I replied with a smile.

“Why, that’s wonderful! Although,are you sure that you want to do this? I mean because both of you are young and it can still probably work out.”, his eyes were filled with concern as he looked at me.

“No it wouldn’t work out. He isn’t the same as he used to be. This ‘woman’, snake whatever the hell she is, has her claws deep in him. I know that as his wife, I should fight for him, but I was betrayed and I can’t get over that fact. His betrayal made me see him in a different light and it will never be the same. I may still care as a ‘friend’ but no longer can I love him the way I had before.”, I explained, completely honest.

Understanding my reason and accepting it, he nodded and gave me a sad smile.

“Well, then after today, that papers will be accepted and you will no longer be a Mrs.”, he said, and for that I was grateful. I wanted to tell him of my child, but I knew that if I did he wouldn’t understand. Maybe someday after all this is settled and I’m okay with it all, I could return with my child.