YENA
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It felt like a knife to the heart.
And not just a single stab wound.
It was like Nolan, my beloved husband, who I cherished more than anything in the world… had driven a knife into my heart and twisted it.
How could he do this? How could he even think of such a horrible thing? Let alone go through with drawing up all this paperwork?
Just days ago, he finally told me he loved me. It felt so true at the time.
But…
The knife went deeper and twisted harder when he brought up Gina’s name.
He said that it wasn’t about her. That he didn’t love her.
But how could it not be?
Why would he divorce me, if he didn’t have a plan for who he would marry next? Nolan could not
