73: Call

CHRISTY:

If my husband ever agreed to this divorce, I did not know how I could heal my heart. It would take maybe a couple of years or maybe forever to heal the wound from our breakup.

“I could not give you the answer right now, kitten. Give me some time to think.”

“What's there to think when you are already weary of me? My pen is always ready to sign the divorce papers.”

His lips pressed into a thin line.

“Why are you always in a haste to divorce me? Does it have something to do with the mayor? You love him that much?”

I leaned on the seat and smiled bitterly. “Do I look like I still love Raven?” I inquired.

Long silence flowed and I thought that he would never answer me, but he said, “Your happiness was genuine when you were with him. You have feelings for him and you also told me about it. Loving two people at the same time.”

Oh. I did say that. But unknown to him, I was only lying to him at that time.

“I was only having a good time with him,” I explained. “We never had the cha