Outside, rain lashed against the windowpanes, a fitting backdrop to the storm brewing within the walls of your home. Your in the kitchen, sitting down in front of the dinning table, as your husband, Zian, seated on the other side. He wants to talk to you and it's been minutes of silence as you waited for him to talk.

Finally, he cleared his throat

"I've grown tired of this marriage.. Loving you is Exhausting..He said, his voice was almost detached

"Let's get a Divorce."