Chapter 90 Divorce Agreement

• It was Wednesday, and Grandma had invited all of us for dinner. Before the meal even began, Darius asked about my technology collaboration. For a few rare minutes, conversation flowed calmly, and a long-lost smile flickered across Grandma’s face.
• After dinner, Grandma instructed Linda to bring the bitter medicine I had to take daily. Just one sip made life feel unbearably sharp and hollow. Darius left the dining room for a phone call. I finished the medicine quietly. As I stepped out of the restaurant, the low hum of an engine reached me from outside.
• I frowned. “He left?”