I stood rooted to the spot, my feet seemingly glued to the spot as the cacophonous wind around me gradually subsided.

From the moment Katherine returned, I had sensed the signs and made up my mind to divorce him.

Yet, witnessing the scene unfold in front of me, my heart still ached.

I touched my face, feeling the dampness of my tears.

I laughed sardonically, realizing how unworthy it was to cry over someone like this.

I struggled to control my emotions, pulling out my camera to record them.

Although I had already had a lawyer draft the divorce agreement, Matthew had refused to sign it, and now he was...