"Are you feeling unwell? Do you need a doctor?" Cornelia asked.
Hannah shook her head, "I just don't want to be with that guy."
"What's the matter between you and President Dixon?" Cornelia asked.
"What could possibly be the matter?" Hannah retorted, "Our marriage was a transaction from the get-go. He never truly considered me his wife. To him, I'm like his plaything, to be summoned when he needs me and discarded when he doesn't."
"You can't think like that. You two are legally wedded, you are equals." Cornelia tried to reason with her.
Hannah let out a soft laugh, "Equals? Cornelia, do you really think I can talk about equality with guys like Steven, without sounding naive?"
Perhaps she had been too sheltered by Marcus, oblivious to the harsh realities of the world outside.
Talking about equality with the men in this room was only possible if they were willing to treat them as equals. Otherwise, it was all just empty talk.
"Why not? He's your husband." Cornelia said.
"If he doesn't respect me, doesn't allow me my own rights, then I don't need such a marriage." Hannah scoffed, "Cornelia, look at those four men over there. If they don't agree to a divorce, who among us can get a divorce? Skyler is the perfect example. She left everything behind to escape Zavier, and nearly lost her life in the process."
Cornelia was left speechless.
"Our circumstances are different. The people we face are different, and our understanding of marriage is different." Hannah continued.
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