#Chapter 93: Teach me how

YENA “Can we talk?” I nodded as Nolan walked into my studio. I’d been pacing the room, looking at all my stuff, thinking about how I couldn’t take it all with me when I left. I sat on the couch. Nolan followed me and it looked like he thought briefly about taking a seat beside me, but then he sat down in a chair across from me instead. “I just talked to my mother. She has a plan for how we’ll move forward with…” It annoyed me that he couldn’t bring himself to say it. “The divorce?” I asked. My voice came out sounding even sassier than I expected. He gave me a blank look. I might have stunned him a little. What did he expect? To serve me divorce papers out of nowhere, and have me be happy about it? How could I not be angry? “She wants us to take some time apart, starting now,” he finally continued. “Before everything is finalized…” “So, what? You’re kicking me out today?” “No. Yena, that’s not the idea. I…” It seemed like he was about to say something but d