One Hundred Days Later

Synopsis

As we walked out of the courthouse, James set a reminder on his phone calendar. [One hundred days later, at two in the afternoon, get married again.] He even synced the reminder to our shared calendar. "I'll pick you up then." James put his phone away, his tone calm, like he was only making dinner plans. "Anna, it's only a hundred days. "The Lane family just needs a public show. Once Grandpa's surgery is over and the old agreement between our families is wrapped up, we'll get married again." He reached out and gently tucked my wind-tousled hair behind my ear. His touch was still so familiar, so gentle, as if we hadn't just walked out with a divorce certificate in hand. I glanced down at my phone. On our shared calendar, a new line of red text had appeared. [Get married again to James.] He had planned out my whole life for me. "If nothing's going to change, then why do we have to get divorced?" I asked. James frowned slightly. "I've already been over this. "Grandpa can't handle any stress right now, and the Lanes won't let go of the old engagement. Sophie just needs to be seen as my fiancée for a hundred days. It won't change anything between us. It's only formality." It was only formality. Four years of marriage, and to James, it was nothing more than a membership card. Something he could void and replace whenever he felt like it. I went into the settings and removed myself from the shared calendar.