Chapter Eight

Gwen's life flashed before her eyes as the word “divorce” echoed in her mind. She couldn't believe it. Henry was divorcing her - no, he had already divorced her. All that was left was for her to sign the papers, and that thought terrified her.

Struggling to control her breathing, Gwen looked at Henry. He was staring at her like he was looking at something other than a person.


“What do you mean, Henry?” She asked, still unsure of what she heard. 

“Don't tell me your ears are broken as well?” He sneered.

But Gwen didn't have time for his taunts. If he wanted to mock her, he could do it later. Right now, the situation was far more serious than he could imagine. How dare he think he could divorce her whenever he pleased? When they signed the marriage certificate and exchanged vows, he promised to be with her until death did them part. So why was he suddenly bringing divorce papers to her?

“I still don't understand what you're trying to say, Henry,” I said, picking up the papers from th