Nick
Will and I took the time to organize everything and verify the company and inheritance documents I had to sign before I had to ask for a divorce from the woman I loved. I had been putting this moment off for hours. I hadn't eaten anything. "Seven days," I repeated to myself, trying to get my mind right.
I got up from the table where Will was reviewing everything on his laptop and took the cursed divorce papers. This had to look as real as possible, the thought bringing a pain to my chest.
I walked slowly towards our apartment, one I planned to replace with a house befitting my wife as soon as this was over. I opened the door, and she greeted me excitedly. I swallowed the urge to hug and kiss her, but this was for us and for my father. The only thing that could matter to me now was
