Seven Years In Marriage

Synopsis

From blue school uniforms to the white wedding gown, Darian Ford and I spent ten years together. On our seventh wedding anniversary, he gave me a set of matching outfits. When I walked out of the hospital with the miscarriage report in hand, I calmly handed him the divorce papers. Soon, my phone rang. It was Reina Snyder, his secretary. Reina was sobbing, "Ms. Preston, please don't be upset with Mr. Ford. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have sent it to you without asking him first." Darian tried to calm her down, and once her crying finally stopped, he replied with indifference. "If you want a divorce, let's just do it."