I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail and Sean arrived at the restaurant Howard reserved that night. Howard was even more scared when he saw Sean. He gave the menu to them and said nothing.

Abigail put the menu down and looked at Howard. “We’re not here to eat. I know you know that.”

Howard nodded, feeling dejected. Abigail leaned back on her chair while Sean looked through the menu quietly, not joining the conversation.

“Have you reflected on yourself, Howard?” Abigail looked at him sternly. She spoke with no emotion in her voice.

“I did. If the worst comes to worst, I’ll resign and be a regular shareholder.” The other shareholders had been bombarding him with messages. They had talked about it. If things didn’t work out well, he would have to resign, all so Alana and L.Moon could continue providing designs for Fairy Meadow. Without Alana’s design, Fairy Meadow would go into decline fast.

The reason Fairy Meadow was well-liked was thanks to L.Moon’s great designs. Most of it was made by Abigail single-handedly.

Meanwhile, Abigail was a little surprised, but she didn’t show it. She nodded. “If things get that far, you will have to consider resignation. Have you seen how the internet is lambasting you?”

“Yes,” Howard said quietly.

more its reputation will be ruined by scandals. It’ll ruin them.”

know,” said

you made a good tweet, I’ll give you a chance. Give me your word that if you take bribes again, you’ll hand in your resignation letter without us saying anything, deal?” Abigail prompted.

he tearfully said, “Of course. I promise I won’t do this

and they can barely put food on the table. Some can’t even make rent. They have to crash on balconies and dark, dank basements. Ask anyone. Most will tell you it’s the truth.” Abigail stated slowly. “You can’t keep

at her silently.

but do you have any idea how much they have to work for that success? I’ve been doing designs for more than a decade, and L.Moon and Fairy Meadow only got their success lately. My decade of work was the groundwork I put in, and it paid off.” Abigail didn’t like to brag, but Howard

on the table. “She does designs every night after she comes. back from work and won’t stop until she feels sleepy. What do you do at

didn’t say anything. He just looked

Sean commented. At this point, Howard would know what to do

up the menu and went

fine.” Sean huddled closer to

you order it?” Abigail asked.

a couple of times, so you see if you

no idea he had this twice. Must have been with

weird. He pursed his lips and made his order. After dinner was done,