DID I WANT A DIVORCE?

PHOEBE'S POV.

I made sure to take everything I'd be needing to sustain myself for at least three days and stuffed them in the bag hurriedly. I could barely see through my tears but I didn't stop for even a second.

It was obvious Percy had his mind made up about who to choose when it came to me and his daughter and I needed him to know that I was fine with his choice. He could go be with his daughter but he wouldn't have a wife waiting for him here when he finally come back to his senses.

Did I want a divorce? I wasn't sure yet. I didn't think things had escalated to that extent just yet but I had a feeling it wouldn't be long. For now he needed space and time to think his actions through and I needed back my sanity. None of which could happen if we continue being around each other.