Chapter 8

In the three days without me, Michael hadn't slept a wink. He kept imagining what would happen when we met at the courthouse. If he showed enough sincerity, would I waver again? Would I buy into this love one more time? But in my three days without him, I was already at peace. I was looking forward to a future that belonged only to me. Breaking free from the prison of his love, I couldn't imagine how far I could soar. As long as he showed up on time at the court, I would pretend none of this ever happened. I would let this unhappy chapter stay sealed in the past forever. … Three days later, we met without issue at the courthouse's entrance. He had missed 33 wedding ceremonies. But he was right on time for the divorce. Seeing me, Michael stepped forward. "Yvonne, I've been thinking... Maybe this isn't the end for us. Now I finally know what losing you feels like. I'll never betray you again. This pain is unbearable." For three whole years, he had never repented. Was three days