Quincy didn't get angry at Lydia's words. Instead, he just felt more guilt. "I'm sorry, Lydia. Truly, I am."

"There's no need for apologies, and no need to waste any more time on me," Lydia replied. "They just called our number. Once we've got our divorce papers, you'll be free to be with Miss Tiffany as openly as you want." She stood up. Together, they approached the desk, and Lydia addressed the clerk, "Hello, we're here to file for divorce."

"Are you both sure you want to go through with this?" the clerk asked, following protocol.

Lydia nodded firmly.

Quincy didn't say a word, but his expression spoke volumes. He clearly didn't want this.

offer some advice. "Every marriage has its share of disagreements and arguments. That's completely normal. Sometimes people rush into divorce, only

Please continue with the paperwork," Lydia cut in

forward with the process. "There's a required one-month waiting period. During that time, if either of you decides to change your mind, you're

for the door. As she stepped outside, she came face-to-face with Eugene, who held a large bouquet of

help but feel a pang of sympathy. It was hard enough for him

fresh start." Eugene stepped up to her, extending

or refuse the flowers. She sighed. "Eugene, what

at the courthouse entrance. She had just filed for divorce, and

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