Chapter 133 Plans For Escape

• “Ruth, we have to talk.”
• I turned from the seriousness of Hendrix’s voice and when my eyes fell on the large white envelope my heart dropped to the darkest pitt in my stomach. I placed the spoon down before I dropped it. So this was really happening, he was really leaving us.
• “These are our divorce papers,” He dropped the envelope on the table and pushed it forward. “Your family has agreed to the terms.” He spoke, his hands sliding into his pockets, looking calm. My heart was being shredded, his cold exterior making it hard for me to even say anything. How could he so casually just break the news. So many questions ran through my head. All the words he spoke of never leaving me, of never leaving us.