After my emotional affair, I asked Finn for a divorce seven times.
On the seventh time, he finally agreed.
Unlike the previous six times when he desperately tried to keep me, this time he was unusually calm.
So calm that he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
He could even smile as he said to me,
"Melody, we're finally over."
As I gazed at the relief in his eyes, somehow, I felt a void in my heart.
But I should be happy, shouldn't I?