Distance

I said that I will take my distance from my ex-husband, but why, why am I sitting in his lap inside his office?

A few hours ago, he dragged me to his office forcefully after I gave him the divorce papers, his face was devoid of any expression, but his eyes were shattering me with the sadness hidden inside. I couldn't do anything to counterattack, his gaze was so difficult to bear, then he carried me to the private elevator and pressed his body to me almost instantly. The words I wanted to shout were silenced by his mouth the whole ride to the top. The moment we came out of the elevator, I didn't have any energy on my knees, and he had to carry me. I wanted to see, though, the big surprised eyes of the idiotic blond woman.

"What are you doing?" I asked when he sat and make me sit on his lap. "Let me go."