I appreciate that.
No need for thanks Tyrone meant to add, Youre my wife. But he couldnt bring himself to voice it.
Despite their three-year marriage, he had plenty of chances to call her his wife. But he had never done it.
And now, he wasnt qualified to say so.
In a desperate hope, Tyrone wished the snowfall would continue indefinitely, so they could remain here, far from their tainted past.
And they could stay away from the imminent divorce.
But this was mere wishful thinking.
The snow ceased overnight.
Come the next day, they started their journey home.
Once they exited the highway, Sabrina proposed, We should collect our IDs before heading to the courthouse.
Checking her wristwatch, she added, We still have an hour. That should be sufficient.
Tyrone, already aware of her desire for divorce, still felt a punch to his gut. His chest tightened.
His mood mirrored the frigid weather outside, as icy as the fallen snow.
His grip on the steering wheel was so fierce that his knuckles turned ghostly white. In a rough voice, he managed to say, Alright.
They went back to the villa, fetched their IDs, and got back in the car.
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Tyrone began the drive to the courthouse.
Inside the car, a heavy silence prevailed.
Sabrina gazed out the car window, watching the familiar street scenery recede. Memories of the past three years flashed before her.
Looking at her reflection in the glass, she saw the ghost of her sixteen-year-old self, who had been madly in love with Tyrone.
The now twenty-five-year-old Sabrina smiled at her younger self, whispering, I gave it my all, but he doesnt love me. You dont blame me, do you?
Suddenly, the car came to a halt.
Startled, Sabrina peered ahead and asked, Is it traffic?
Peering at her through the rearview mirror, Tyrone confirmed, Yes
As Sabrina resumed her window watching, Tyrone closed his eyes, a wild idea taking form.