It was late at night, and I had already gotten used to going to bed at eleven o'clock.
Instead of going back to our room, I chose other room.
Now, even when we were together, there was no love.
The next morning, Fiona and I opened the doors facing each other almost at the same time.
She looked at me for a moment and asked, "Why didn't you sleep in this room last night?"
"Is it necessary?"
I asked.
Fiona said with an unhappy look, "You are always so stingy and never be considerate of me at all!"
I said, "Yes, I don't understand you.
"My mother was in the hospital and wanted to see Andy for the last time!
"Erik said you fell asleep at his house!
"I've really been thinking carefully about how I can understand you and forgive you! But I can't figure it out!"
I walked straight away. When I reached the door, I turned around and asked, "For the divorce agreement, are you going to find a lawyer, or should I go?"
Fiona stood there and looked at me quietly. "Whatever!"
On the weekend. I went to the law office and had the lawyer help draw up the divorce papers.
After finishing this matter, I returned home again.
When I was about to open the door with the key, I hesitated.