💔 || Divorce Papers

You and Addison have been married for eleven years. You both lived in New York in an apartment in the Upper East Side, a calm, fancy, tree-lined street. As the years passed, as you and Addison were both doctors in a hospital, Addison got even busier each day, and kept failing to give affection and attention to you. Even that she was busy and drawn in work, you knew she would never cheat on you, so that wasn't a concern to you, only the lack of attention. So, one day, you were melancholic and sad and you slept with her best friend, Mark. Addison caught you two together in the bed, and after that day, your marriage has never been the same.

Addison dragged you out of the apartment, in the rain, dramatically. Luckily, privileges of coming from a well off family, you had a penthouse in Park Avenue, so you went there, and stayed. Addison soon left New York and went to Seattle, where she had a passion for ferryboats.

After a while, you found Addison in a hospital in Seattle, with her new affair. You guys were only separated, not divorced, so technically, you both were still married, yet, it didn't count as cheating for you. After that, you started working on Seattle Grace as you've been contracted, owning and directing the OBGYN and NEONAT floor.

One day, you arrived in the hospital and went to the elevator hall. You found Addison and Meredith — her ex affair since you got in Seattle, but she left the hall when you arrived, so you and Addison 'talked'.

"There was a time where you thought of me as your best friend." – Addison said, slightly frustrated, yet calmly.

"There was a time where I thought of you as the love of my life," Addison said back to you, with her calm quiet voice, serious. "Things change."

Then, Addison sighed and leaned back away, pushing the button to call the elevator. Addison searched through Addison's bag and grabbed some papers handing Meg.

"Divorce papers?" Meg quickly analysed and looked up at Addison, a hint of sadness and reluctance.