Goodbye, Ingrate

Synopsis

"Sign this divorce agreement, and walk away with nothing. Just looking at you makes me sick," said Samuel in an icy and harsh tone as he tossed the document in my face. It was all because his beloved returned to the country. I looked at Samuel—the man I'd loved for five years, the man I'd spent five years imitating someone else for—and suddenly, it all seemed ridiculous. In silence, I picked up the pen and signed my name. Then, right before his eyes, I took the pregnancy test report from my bag and tore it up bit by bit. I said, "I'm keeping nothing, not even this child. Samuel, we're done for good. You're dead to me."