"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

Alexander's eyes slowly opened, groggily taking in his surroundings. He found himself in his apartment bedroom, but the familiarity brought no comfort. His head pounded relentlessly—a throbbing reminder of the previous night's excesses. 


With a mixture of trepidation and determination, Alexander swung his legs over the side of the bed and planted his feet firmly on the ground. He stood up, his movements cautious, and began his journey downstairs. 


As he descended, his gaze fell upon Tyler, who was busy expertly flipping pancakes in the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air, but Alexander's churning stomach rebelled at the thought of food. 


Tyler looked up, his eyes locking onto Alexander's, and a warm smile spread across his face. 


"Good morning," Tyler said, his voice cheerful. "I know your head's pounding, so come and drink this hangover remedy." 


He placed a glass of murky liquid on the table, and Alexander's eyebrows rose skeptically. 


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