“I appreciate that.”

“No need for thanks…” Tyrone meant to add, “You’re my wife.” But he couldn’t bring himself to voice it.

Despite their three-year marriage, he had plenty of chances to call her his wife. But he had never done it.

And now, he wasn’t qualified to say so.

In a desperate hope, Tyrone wished the snowfall would continue indefinitely, so they could remain here, far from their tainted past.

And they could stay away from the imminent divorce.

But this was mere wishful thinking.

The snow ceased overnight.

next day, they started

“We should collect our IDs before heading to

added, “We still have an

divorce, still felt a punch to his

weather outside, as icy as

was so fierce that his knuckles turned

fetched their

began the drive to the

car, a heavy silence

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