Ethan looked dejected as he sauntered back to his car and drove off. Vanessa who had her arms crossed, watching him from the security feed, sighed out.
"Serves you right." She turned away from the security feed, walking to the kitchen and fetching herself a glass of water.
As she took the first two sip, she hoped that the tasteless liquid would wash away the bitter taste she was having in her mouth.
Lamentation, dissatisfaction; those were the feelings that resided in her heart rather than the thrill and happiness of finally taking another step towards her goal, divorcing Ethan.
Leaning against the counter, she sighed, how had they gotten here?
About a decade ago, they had been campus hottest couple, most likely to have a happy family with three kids and a bank account worth millions.
