The Divorce Is Finalized
Luke sat alone in his small, sparsely furnished apartment, the only sound the ticking of the clock on the wall. The apartment, much smaller than the house he had shared with Tara, felt like a prison. The walls seemed to close in on him as he remembered the look of betrayal in Tara’s eyes when she found out. He stared blankly at the empty bottles of beer scattered around him, a testament to his failed attempts to drown out the misery that had become his constant companion.
Tara was gone. The divorce had been finalized last week, leaving Luke with nothing but regret and a hollow ache where his heart used to be.