The Day He Let Me Go I Was Already Dying

Summary

The eighteenth time Damon Montgomery and I attempted to divorce, he failed to show up again.

I stood outside the Registry Office, the same place it had always been, and received the customary text message.

Emergency. Reschedule.

I stared blankly at the red-highlighted countdown on my phone, the remaining days until we could file again. I simply couldn't afford to waste any more time on this disastrous marriage.

After a long moment, I pulled up the messaging app and calmly typed a few lines.

She’s pregnant again, isn’t she?

Damon, for the sake of your two children, just let me go.