She spoke as if it had nothing to do with her, as if she weren't talking about herself at all.
The words floated out so casually.
They rang in his ears.
Herman Hawthorne narrowed his eyes, in disbelief. "Zoe, what did you just say?"
She set down her teacup, walked over to him, and met his gaze. "I said, since you won't divorce me, then I'll divorce you. To be honest, I think this has been hard on you, and it's been hard on me too. I'm tired of dealing with Bianca Rhodes time and time again. I don't want to play these cheap games with her anymore. I've given this a lot of thought. Our marriage has been nothing but an empty, meaningless shell for years."
Herman Hawthorne had never expected to hear such a thing. He was completely unprepared.
"So, you want a divorce? Have you told your parents?"
