Edward Pov
I sat at my desk, staring at the divorce papers Neil had just handed me. The papers felt heavy in my hands, a physical reminder of my decision to end my marriage with Nadine.
As I ran a hand through my hair, trying to process the reality of it all, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in my chest.
"So she signed the divorce papers," I muttered to myself, feeling a mix of guilt and sadness wash over me. Nadine had been my wife, and now we went separately.
"Did she say anything?" I asked Neil, hoping for insight into Nadine's thoughts and feelings. But his response was brief and uninformative. "No, sir, she did not say anything," Neil said as he stared at me.
I let out a heavy sigh as Neil left the room, leaving me alone with the papers that would officially mark the en
