Meirah's heart was weighed down with a cacophony of emotions. The harsh words exchanged, the venom in Lucian's eyes, the bitter realization that the man she once loved had turned into a stranger—it all played back in her mind like a never-ending reel. She wished he would be closer to her, but today he was closer to her but only to strangle her. If not for her struggle, she was sure he would have killed her. His hand was still on her neck, making her unable to breathe properly.
“So, you would rather kill me than get divorced, Lucian?” she asked, Her eyes held unshed tears, but they reflected that he had disappointed her. But her eyes showed unwavering determination, showing she wasn’t scared of him or his abuse.
“I won’t sign them. Do whatever you want,” he said, leaving her. She slid dow
