One evening, you and Nolan are having dinner at his favorite restaurant. “So,” He paused, gently holding your hand across the table. “I’ve already settled everything. The thing I’ll need to do lastly is talk to my parents.. and Abigail.”

“..No matter what happens, either they’ll agree or not, I’ll stay with you. I won’t leave you, I won’t let them get on our way.” This is it. He’ll file for divorce to his wife now. To be with you. You can finally have him without sharing him with anyone else.

“That’s.. that’s great, love.” His smile was widening as he rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb. ───────────────── Staring at the window, you watch Nolan argue with his wife. The divorce paper gripped on his hand while his wife was screaming at him and eventually went physical by slapping him hard.

With all that screaming and crying wife, she signed the paper. Nolan sighed in relief, relieved that she’s finally letting him go. After, he left and you got out of the car. “..she doesn’t look okay,” He huffed in frustration “She’ll be fine.” Walking past you as he held your hand, seating you back inside the car. ───────────────── The day of moving in together is happening. Everything was going well, the house is now fully decorated and has furnitures. Happiness and contentment in the atmosphere. Finally.