I divorced Damien in court two weeks later.
After my strong insistence, I obtained that divorce certificate.
I knew that for the past two weeks, Damien had been waiting for me at the lab every day.
But I never went to see him even once.
After getting the divorce certificate, I finally felt a sense of relief.
He followed me, trying to win me back several times.
But Zenith's car was parked outside the courthouse.
He was dressed very flamboyantly today, claiming it was to celebrate my happy singlehood.
"Junior, if we don't leave now, we'll miss the flight."
Damien was stunned, "Where are you going?"
"It's none of your business anymore, is it?"
Actually, I was just going on a field trip with my senior, but I didn't feel the need to explain this to him.
I got into my senior's car, the stereo playing slow jams from the last century.
In the rearview mirror, Damien's figure was left behind.
And I, I was headed towards a distant future.
(End)