I stayed completely still and composed as his soft but firm voice echoed in my head.

Let’s get a divorce.

It took quite a while…for me to fully grasp the situation.

For it to sink in.

I took a careful good look at the man sitting right before me.

He was tall and charming.

The clean cut of his hair and the way his suit fitted him perfectly made him look even more dashing.

His eyes, though, which used to sparkle from his cheekiness and enthusiasm, seemed to have somewhat faded.

Other than that, he was still the same guy I married from before.

But…is that really him?

The man I married was my best friend.

My partner in life.

The one who’d come fight with me to cheer me up when I was down.

He was someone who I could count on to be on my side always.

He was the closest that anyone’s ever gotten in my heart.

So then how come right now, even though he’s only a few inches away from me, he seems to be farther away from me than he’s ever been in our entire lives?

I’ve never really broken up with anyone before.

There was no need.

Before marrying this guy, I had no past relationships of that sort.

He was my first love.

And I also believed to be my last.

Of course, that’s all before he brought up divorce.

I really couldn’t believe it.

Divorce?

A few years ago, this was something I never dreamed of ever hearing to come out of my husband’s mouth.

It was too strong of a word.

Too big of a step.

But what I really couldn’t believe…was the reply I gave him.

“Sure. It might be better that way. ”