After Daughter's Loss, Divorce

At Seraphina's funeral, Clementine made an entrance.

Dressed in a black Victorian-style dress, she wore an expression of deep sadness. As she approached the altar, she glanced at me and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Melina, now that your child is gone, let's see how you plan to hold on to Adrian."

I remained expressionless, not wanting to engage in any disputes with her.

But Clementine insisted on provoking me, leaning in to whisper incessantly in my ear.

"Honestly, I envy you. No matter what I do, I can't keep Adrian's heart. But you, you managed to keep him around with just a child."

"However now," she smirked, "what else do you have?"

I gave her a cold look. "Clementine, I'm letting Adrian go back to you. Please don't come in front of me again."

"Letting him go?" Clementine scoffed, "Melina, you really think too highly of yourself. Did you ever think you truly had Adrian?"

I fell silent.

Adrian and I grew up together, childhood friends from the same neighborhood.

I always liked that distant young man.

But he never liked me, especially after Clementine came into the picture, and his indifference reached its peak.

Yet, at a Thanksgiving party, by some twist of fate, I ended up in a room with a drunken Adrian.

At the time, I thought his advances were genuine, that maybe he actually liked me.

But once he sobered up, Adrian slapped me, accusing me of using deceitful tactics.

Later, I found out I was pregnant, and Adrian was pressured by his family to marry me.

I knew Adrian never loved me. If it weren't for Seraphina, I would have divorced him long ago.

Now that Seraphina is gone, what do I have left to keep me connected to Adrian?

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. "Clementine, say what you want. From now on, I will have nothing to do with Adrian. I wish you both a long and happy life together!"

"Melina!" Adrian's angry voice came from behind.

"What do you mean by that?"

I turned around, and Adrian was glaring at me with a cold, stern expression.

"I said, I want a divorce!"

Adrian narrowed his eyes. "Very well, Melina. You'd better remember what you've just said."

I nodded, watching as the two of them linked arms and walked away. Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Seraphina, Mommy will see you soon...