Aiden said pointing at his stuff.
“What’s going on, Claire?”“This is where you leave, Aiden. I’m done with you. Take your stuff and go with your mistress to hell!
I’m filing for divorce!” Aiden looked at me as if he didn’t recognize the woman I became.
“Who is she? Where is the quiet wife who at first glance did everything I wanted?” he must have thought.“Aiden, I know everything. You don’t love me, you’re only using me.
Go away and don’t return.
I won’t forgive you!”The man looked at me in disbelief. “Alright. I’m leaving, but you’ll regret every word you’re saying!” He stopped a cab, took his stuff, and left.
The next day, I filed for divorce, and a month later, it was official.
Aiden could not believe what happened. He tried several times to talk to me, but I just refused to talk to him.
Since the day Aiden left my apartment, I felt different. I’m a new woman.
Now I take care of myself, I love myself, and I don’t allow anyone to look down on me or disrespect me. I started therapy and my shrink is helping me heal all the wounds that abusive relationship left me.
