He Asked for a Divorce

Synopsis

The night our son finished his middle school entrance exams, my husband asked for a divorce. He wanted our son and half of everything we owned. I opened my mouth, but not a single word came out. For sixteen years, I had given this family my career, my youth, and everything I had. Before my tears could fall, our son walked through the door. He sat beside me, took my hand, and stared coldly at his father. "Fine. We can get divorced. But I'll be the one setting the terms." I had no idea how sharp a weapon my quiet, withdrawn fifteen-year-old son had been preparing for me.