"I WANT DIVORCE!" I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls.
 "Don't you think it should be me who asks for divorce? I am the one who was force to marry you."
Unwillingly, once again, because of that man, tears fell from my eyes. "I have cried a lot because of that man; now I am going to go to him only with the divorce papers."
Roslyn, a young woman who has been trapped in a loveless and emotionally abusive marriage with Alexander, reaches her breaking point when his cruel words and actions finally push her to take a stand. With tears streaming down her face, she declares that she's had enough and decides to confront him—but this time, she's not going to beg for his love or attention. Instead, she's going to serve him with divorce papers, marking the end of their toxic relationship.
As she prepares for the confrontation, Roslyn gathers her thoughts and emotions, steeling herself for Alexander's potential reactions. She knows that he may try to manipulate or control her, but she's determined to stand firm and take back control of her life.
When the moment of truth arrives, Roslyn meets Alexander with a sense of calm and determination. She serves him with the divorce papers, and his reaction is a mix of shock, anger, and regret. But Roslyn stands firm, refusing to be swayed by his emotions.
In the aftermath of the confrontation, Roslyn deals with the emotional fallout, processing her feelings and coming to terms with the end of her marriage. She begins to focus on self-care and self-discovery, learning to let go of the past and embrace her newfound freedom.
As she journeys towards healing and empowerment, Roslyn discovers a sense of strength and confidence she never knew she had. She realizes that she deserves better than a loveless marriage and starts to build a new life, free from the toxic influence of her ex-husband. With a renewed sense of purpose, Roslyn closes the chapter on her past and looks towards a brighter, more hopeful future.


I Crave For My Ex-Wife's Love

In the oppressive silence that enveloped the dining table, a silence so profound it seemed to suffocate the very air out of the room, Charlotte's voice cut through the tension like a sharp knife, slicing through the stillness with an unsettling ease. 


"Oh no," she exclaimed, her tone laced with artificial concern, a concern that seemed to border on insincerity. 


"My green tea seems to be missing," she lamented, her voice dripping with disappointment, a disappointment that appeared to be carefully crafted to elicit a specific response. 


She glanced around the table, her eyes scanning the impeccable table setting, searching for the missing tea with an air of entitled expectation. 


As if expecting someone to magically produce the missing tea, to conjure it out of thin air and present it to her on a silver platter. 


"I think the maid forgot," she added, her voice tinged with a hint of reprimand. 


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