#Chapter 21 - A Line Drawn

Stella Confusion flashes across Adrian’s face. He leans away from me, his green eyes unable to pull away from mine. His mouth opens then closes, just to open and close all over again. I stand right where I am. My fists are balled at my sides, fingernails digging into the palm of my hand. I can feel a tingling sensation spread across my skin, anticipation budding inside my body and coursing throughout my veins. I don’t look away from him. My breathing becomes slow and ragged but I keep my composure. I can’t have him thinking that I am regretting my decision to agree to a divorce, a decision that I am not taking lightly. Adrian takes a step towards me. He closes the distance between us, tension now hanging in the air. I take a step back, the back of my thighs hitting the wooden chair. “If you go through with this,” he breathes out, his voice low yet strained as if he is containing and holding back all of his anger, “do not expect a single cent from me. Not a nickel or dime or p