Chapter 39

*Kiara*

As I walked into the lawyer's office, my heart felt heavy. I never thought I'd be sitting here, discussing the terms of my divorce with Lucas. But here I am, feeling lost and broken.

The receptionist greeted me with a kind smile and led me to the conference room where my lawyer, Ms. Johnson, was already waiting. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself as I sat down across from her.

"Good morning, Kiara. How are you feeling today?" Ms. Johnson asked with a gentle voice.

"I'm okay, I guess. Just a bit nervous," I replied.

"I understand. Divorce can be a difficult process. But I'm here to help you every step of the way," she assured me.

We spent the next couple of hours going over the details of the divorce agreement. It was a long and emotional process, but Ms. Johnson was patient and understanding throughout.

We discussed everything from child custody to the division of assets. It was difficult to face the fact that my marriage was ending, but I knew it was for the best.

As we finalized the agreement, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. This was the beginning of a new chapter in my life. It was time to move on and start fresh.

As I left the lawyer's office, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. It was bittersweet, but I knew it was the right decision. I took a deep breath and walked towards my car, feeling hopeful for the future.

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I took a deep breath as I walked up to the reception desk of Lucas's office. My hands were shaking, but I tried to steady them by gripping the envelope tightly. The receptionist looked up at me with a smile, but it quickly faded when she saw the seriousness on my face.

"Can I help you?" she asked tentatively.

"I need to deliver this letter to Lucas," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Sure thing," she said, holding out her hand to take the envelope. But I hesitated, my hand shaking even more.

"No, I need to give it to him myself," I said firmly.

The receptionist nodded, understanding in her eyes. "Of course. His office is down the hall, second door on the left."

I thanked her and made my way down the hall, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the eyes of the other employees on me, but I tried to block them out and focus on the task at hand.

When I reached Lucas's office, I took another deep breath and knocked on the door. There was a moment of silence, and then I heard Lucas's voice from inside.

"Come in."

I opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind me. Lucas looked up from his desk, surprise evident on his face.

"Kiara," he said, his voice soft. "What are you doing here?"

"I need to give you this," I said, holding out the envelope.

Lucas took it from me, his brow furrowed as he opened it. As he read the contents, his expression changed from confusion to shock to sadness.

"Kiara, I-"

"I think it's best if we just terminate the contract," I said, cutting him off. "It's not working out, and I think we both know that."

Lucas looked up at me, his eyes full of pain. "Is there nothing we can do to work things out?"

I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. "I don't think so. I'm sorry, Lucas."

He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. "I understand. Thank you for bringing this to me in person."

I nodded back, my voice caught in my throat. Without another word, I turned and left his office, the weight of the decision heavy on my shoulders. It was the end of an era, but it was time to move on and moving on meant that i had to get back at him for everything he had made me pass through.

The next morning, I woke up groggily, the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand jolting me awake. I squinted at the screen, confused by the flood of notifications lighting up the display. My heart started to pound as I saw the headlines plastered across my newsfeed: "Kiara and Lucas' Divorce: The End of a Fairytale Romance?"

My mind reeled as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing. Divorce? Lucas and I got a divorce I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes and scrolling through the articles. Each one seemed to paint a different picture of our relationship, using buzzwords like "heartbreaking" and "shocking" to drum up clicks and shares.

My stomach churned as I thought about the endless stream of messages and calls that would be flooding in from friends and family. Everyone would want to know what happened, what went wrong. But I didn't have any answers. All I could feel was a deep, overwhelming sense of sadness and disappointment.

I glanced over at the empty space beside me, where Lucas used to sleep. It seemed like a lifetime ago that we were happy and in love. Now, everything felt broken and irreparable. I knew that this wasn't the end of the world, that people got divorced all the time. But in that moment, it felt like my entire world was crumbling around me.

I let out a long, shuddering sigh and pushed myself out of bed. I knew I had to face the day, no matter how hard it was going to be. But as I made my way to the bathroom, my eyes still glued to the headlines on my phone, I couldn't shake the feeling that my life would never be the same again.

''I'll get over all of this.'' i mummured.

I put my phone on silent, facing my phone down because i didn't want to see anything that reminded me of my messy life. Lucas was in my past and he needed to stay there while i looked for a way to move forward.