So I promised Cole to send him the signed divorce and guardianship agreements first thing in the morning. Sam packed my wife’s suitcases and Henderson helped load them into the van as I stood by my study’s window watching my wife—soon-to-be-ex-wife—being carried, unconscious, in her father’s arms before she was driven away from me for good. She signed the divorce papers with her father’s guardianship the following day.
Omg thats so fucking sad
