"Now I've finally felt like being the main character in the story. I am no longer the second lead, the left out, but now I am finally chosen."
Kendra's POV
I am now seated on the couch where my husband brought up our divorce. It was two months ago, and every time I saw this couch, divorce what came to mind?
So I chose this place to give him the freedom to choose. As for me, it would be the ending or a new beginning.
I prepared some coffee to his liking and a clubhouse that I personally made for him. Obviously, he was recovering from his sleepless nights so he woke up a little late.
I already heard some movement from the bedroom, so I reheated both the coffee and the sandwich.
Just in time, while I was holding the food tray, he came out of the room and greeted me.
"Good morning," he said while wearing a smile on his face.
I greeted him back and offered him the food. He was delighted and he sat down beside me.