Chapter 1: I want a divorce
Ash's pov ;
I never imagined this would ever happen to me. Elijah and I have been together for three years, and not once did I doubt his love for me. But now, as I sat in the backseat of the car, I realised how wrong I was.
"Where did Elijah say he was going?" I asked the driver, trying to sound casual.
He hesitated before answering, "He said he was going to the old house, sir."
My heart skipped a beat. The old family house? What business did he have there? A pit of dread grew in my stomach.
My phone suddenly buzzed. I pulled it out to see several new messages from my sister. My hands shook as I opened them. Photos of Elijah and Samantha, my sister, kissing and hugging popped on my screen. Each picture felt like a stab to my heart.
"No...no, this can't be," I whispered, feeling tears well up in my eyes.
My phone buzzed again. Another message from her. I opened it with trembling hands, afraid of what I would see. It was another photo of Elijah and Samantha, wrapped in each other's arms, their faces buried in each other's necks.
My breath caught in my throat, and a sob escaped my lips. "Oh god..." My whole world began to crumble around me as I watched the photos. How could they do this to me?
"Take me to the old house!" I requested. The driver nodded and stepped on the gas pedal. I leaned back in the seat, staring out the window.
When the car came to a stop outside the old house. I got out, my legs shaking as I made my way towards the front door.