Damien was left on his knees, despondent.
They were over. He and Andy were over.
Andy asked him again to set her free.
‘I want to be happy again.’
The words echoed in his head.
“You just asked me again, Andy…” he murmured, remembering his promise.
Making up his mind, Damien stood up and put himself together.
He sat back on his chair for a while. Picking up the papers, he then read what was stated.
The clauses were fair and written clearly. Nothing would change about their setup, just dissolving their bond.
Damien knew he had always been at fault. The way he offered Andy their marriage license seemed foul and unfair. There was no formality between them, no proposal, no sweet words.
Andy signed it because she was trusting him, and t
