To Divorce or Not

ARYA’S POV It has been a week and I haven’t heard a word from Giovanni after the birthday party. Every night since then I was tormented by our last conversation, mainly because of guilt and also because I regretted the words I spoke. Giovanni was trying his best to reconcile but all I did was throw it back in his face. I wish we had the opportunity to talk again. I would take back some of the words I spoke. “Cara,” Dad's voice interrupted and I looked up from the desk, “are you good?” I forced a smile on my face and nodded. “What is it?” He cleared his throat and walked further into the room. “Giovanni called earlier this morning.” Before I could help it, my heart leapt for joy and I scrambled to my feet. I immediately realized how embarrassing my excitement was but Dad didn't seem to mind. “What… why did he call?” I asked, pretending to be disinterested. My dad’s facial expression made me pause. "Giovanni has filed for divorce." The room tilted. "What?" Dad had a gruff look on h