Chapter 7 - The Divorce PapersTwo weeks later, Julian came to Clara's office.
He looked exhausted.
No expensive suit.
No designer watch.
No confident smile.
He placed a folder on her desk.
"I signed."
Clara opened it.
Divorce papers.
She looked at him.
"Good."
He swallowed.
"That's all?"
"What did you expect?"
"I don't know."
She closed the folder.
"You made your choice."
"I was wrong."
"Yes."
"I didn't know who you were."
"That's not true."
He looked confused.
"You knew exactly who I was."
"You just didn't respect me."
His eyes filled with tears.
"Can you ever forgive me?"
Clara thought for a moment.
"Maybe."
Hope appeared in his eyes.
"But forgiveness doesn't mean reconciliation."
The hope disappeared.
"I understand."
He stood.
At the door, he stopped.
"I really did love you."
Clara looked at him.
"Then you should have treated me like someone you loved."
He lowered his head.
"You're right."
Then he left.
Clara watched the door close.
For the first time, she felt nothing.
No anger.
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No sadness.
Just peace.
