Nessa stared blankly at the screen of her cellphone. She could see the letters, but her mind could no longer read the article about the impending end of her marriage to Viz for a second time. She had read it properly only once, and then it was as if her mind had shut down.
‘H-Precision’s CEO, Viz Hezron, Plans High-Profile Annulment of 6-Months Marriage.’
One of her hands clutched at her chest. She stood up, walked straight to the back of the orphanage, and sat on the swing. She gripped the side handle of the swing tightly. In her other hand, she also held the cellphone firmly.
She had told herself she needed to be strong and ready. But nobody could ever prepare her for the excruciating pain after reading the article about the impending annulment.
Her chest still felt heavy. Extremely
