***Sarah's POV***
Anything can change your mood. It might be a phone call or a one line text message. In my situation today, it is an email from Mark's lawyer. The same one he forced to represent me in my divorce with Michael.
A flicker of hope is glinting in me as I click to open the message. Maybe Michael had adamantly refused to sign the papers, and he is messaging to tell me that the divorce process has been put on hold.
But a disappointing sigh escapes through my throat on finding out that it is the divorce papers he has mailed me to sign by both parties involved.
"So it's all over?" I mutter, looking pointedly at Michael's signature, "I am no longer Mrs Bavarish?"
I slowly shut my eyes and allow some tears to slide down my face.
"Michael…" I whisper into the air.
He shouldn't have left me like this. We were supposed to fight hard for what we want. And not give up like this.
