Zeyneb
My phone was blaring as I glared at the caller ID. It was Maybin calling me. I didn't answer, and then it dinged. He texted.
[ It's about our divorce. You want it? Answer] he wrote in his message. He called again, and this time, I answered.
" What?" I growled. Maybin was refusing to sign the divorce documents. He was served long ago.
" Let's talk in person if you want me to sign the papers," he said.
" I'm not talking to you," I said sharply. I wanted nothing to do with him after what happened. He cheated on me with my close friend.
" Then I'm not signing the divorce papers, Zeyneb."
" Fine. Where do we meet?" I just wanted to get this over with.
" On neutral ground. You might kill me in your territory," he chuckled. I would
" Oh, you know me too well," I sighed, inspe
