I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

No matter how much they’d chastise her, Abigail didn’t care. She worked with Fairy Meadow because she wanted L.Moon to make a name for itself, but if Howard proved to be incompetent, she could go for better brands.

The shareholder had nothing to say.

“We only worked together for profit. I have not done anything to sabotage Fairy Meadow. I did everything I could for it. It made hundreds of millions overnight in the shopping district. You made money off that deal, and instead of keeping Howard in line, you want me to deal with the mess he made? I don’t have time for this. I’m busy,” said Abigail.

The shareholder heaved a sigh. “I understand. I’ll talk to him.” He hung up.

Frustrated, Abigail tucked her phone away.

Analise looked at her, worried. “Work’s really hard, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, but that’s how humans are. We have to worry about a lot of stuff.” Abigail smiled.

Analise sat her down on a bench and looked at the sky. Slowly, she said, “The sky here is lighter than Pendorf’s don’t you think? And it doesn’t have a lot of clouds.”

Abigail looked at the sky. She nodded. “Yeah.”

“You deal with your problem with the Pearsons. I’m going back to Pendorf once I leave the hospital, and I’m not coming back unless necessary,” said Analise softly. She had a feeling her time was coming. She had to go back to Pendorf, where her home was.

Abigail held Analise’s hand. She

your

I’m the one still alive.

in my home soil. I wouldn’t stop worrying about you, but now

hand tightly. “Don’t say that. The doctor said

the hospital. I keep overthinking whenever I’m here.” Analise

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smiled. “Don’t think too much about

did enough. You should accept his love,” said Analise

ringing, all because of Howard’s case. Abigail dealt with the phone calls, and she

to the room.” Analise didn’t want to

she was.

the bed, doing designs. A moment of hesitation later, Cameron said,

Abigail guessed that it was about his relationship. She turned off

a quiet place. Frustrated, he looked at Abigail. “She wouldn’t

and asked,” said Abigail tartly. You’re a guy.

did, but there wasn’t

face fell. “Did you go to her school,

Cameron. He was too

Sneak into her house. You