Divorce

"Sign them," Liam threw the papers on the table, he didn't even dare to look at me in the eye. Or more like he was so sick of my sight that he couldn't spare me a glance. He kept taping on his phone as if I were not worth a minute.

"No," I answered. Now I got his attention, though, he looked at me with disgust, so different from before. 

Three months had passed from the time in the White Mansion, he went away, and we found him two hours later. Just two hours and everything changed.

Then he said he wanted to leave the Mansion, that I was some crazy woman and that I had hypnotized him. He even threatened to call the cops and file a restrictive order.

"Sign them."