When she heard his answer, Evangeline finally understood.
He truly had no idea they'd already signed the divorce papers, that soon they'd have their official decree in hand.
He even assumed she'd still do things for the Whitmore family.
Evangeline let out a bitter, self-mocking smile.
Just like all these years of marriage—she shouldered the pain alone, wrestled with doubts alone.
Soren knew nothing of it. Or maybe, he simply didn't care.
Sometimes she'd wondered if there was some misunderstanding between them.
But now she realized: what people call a "misunderstanding" is just another word for indifference.
If he truly cared, he would have noticed the rift between her and the Whitmores all these years. He would have known she'd never help them.
Maybe then, when she handed him those papers, he would have looked more closely—he would have realized it was a divorce agreement, not just some document.
But there was no point explaining anymore.
Waiting for Soren was like waiting for a ship at the airport.
Maybe neither of them was really at fault, but they were never on the same page—never even in the same story.
Soren seemed to sense something was wrong. He stopped talking and looked at her, puzzled. "Why are you bringing up these pointless things now?"
Evangeline only smiled and shook her head. "You're right, it doesn't matter."
Five years of marriage, and none of it mattered.
Even this divorce—meaningless to him.
She said nothing more, just turned and went back to her room.
Her phone buzzed again: another friend request from Poppy.
This time, Evangeline accepted.
As soon as she did, she sent Poppy a text.
[Soren is here.]
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