Randle’s sobbing continued, but I went right outside. My heart was aching, so I swallowed. How could he so casually leave my son to his wicked mother and the woman who damaged his reputation? Even though it was difficult, I sprinted for the gate when we exited the building. As I fled, I made Randle stop weeping by kissing his cheek, and the guard saw me walking, so he opened the door.
I couldn’t thank him any longer. I rummaged in my pockets while holding Randle in one arm, hoping that there was still some left in the coins Archer had given me, but I grew dizzy because even one penny was gone.
Not only that, but I sat down as we walked down the side. I put Randle in front of me and covered my face behind my knees. I had hardly gotten up when someone grabbed my shoulder. I pushed that in a panic, well, Randle was quiet because I didn’t know where we were headed now. I don’t want to go see Alex since he’s one of the reasons things are so messed up right now. I’m embarrassed by Ava since she already has her own family, and I feel it would be better not to huddle there any longer.
I looked up at the person who was holding me, surprised by his abrupt contact. When I realized who it was, I gambled again and lifted Randle in front of him. It’s entirely up to us where we go as long as I don’t want to remain here.
“Wait a minute, Winter. I have something to tell you. Please listen to what I have to say.” I came to a halt as a result of what he said. I believed we should talk about it rather than just make a decision that we might later regret. I took a big breath and returned to him.
“I’m sorry,” I say, hoping to avoid further complications. We can resolve any problem as long as we understand each other.
“No. “I’m sorry,” he says, pulling something from his pocket.
“Huh? For what purpose? If that’s what arose earlier-“I couldn’t finish what I was saying when he took out a blue checkbook bank account.” He put it in front of me, but I simply stared at it. I clasped my hands and waited for him to explain why.
I assumed that was all he was going to disclose, but I was mistaken. He even released a paper. Because of the folding, it’s a little wrinkled. People appear to be enjoying the release of papers these days. What is it for right now? Will I re-sign? With my over-signing this week, I’m already appearing like a public figure.
“We have to put an end to this.”
He doesn’t explain anything to me as I was waiting for him too. Three options have now been provided to me. Logbook for bank accounts, paper, and a pen I have yet to see what the contents of the paper are since I lack guts as a result of what he stated.
“Is what Charlotte told me correctly? That I have no use for you because I don’t have everything?” I smiled at him and looked into his eyes, but they were evasive, and I couldn’t catch them.
“Yes,” he responded without hesitation, although I was not persuaded. I want him to say it in front of my eyes, so I can see whether what he’s saying is real.
“LOOK AT ME IN THE EYES!” Randle flinched but did not weep as a result of my cry. He appears to be aware of the situation, and he avoids doing anything that might make it difficult.
Randall’s breathless expression, the calm touch of the wind in his eyes, and the look in his eyes that appeared to sing to you whenever you thought things didn’t accord – that’s what I imagined he’d use on me, but I was mistaken.
The frigid blow of the wind engulfed the two of us, freezing our vision. We’re here in our reality, but I didn’t think Randall would stay by my side. He was gradually falling into Randle’s and my arms.
“I used to love you, but I don’t anymore. I attempted to give back how I felt and pretend I still love you because I believe it’s just for our benefit. When I gave you the contract termination, I wondered why you didn’t accept it.” He hoped I’d believe him. He may be staring directly into my eyes, but sad eyes never lie.
“I don’t know if that’s your real reason,” I said as I adjusted my grasp on Randle and watched him. “But if that’s what you want, I can’t help but give what you want. At the very least, I can claim that for the last time I have carried your name -I have done something for you.”
I took out the bank logbook. I carried it in my pocket because I didn’t have a purse. I then took up the paper and pen. I thought it was only a piece of paper and a contract, but my eyes couldn’t stop pouring water. Even though the document was legible, I took Randle down to properly sign the divorce papers.
I gazed at it for a long time after I signed it, but I didn’t look at Randall when I handed it back to him carried Randle, turned around, and said.
“That means Harris is my surname again, doesn’t it?” I turned Randle over to him. “Say bye to your daddy.”
Randle didn’t move, and I had no idea what he was doing since I wanted to avoid seeing his father. I haven’t seen the contents of the logbook yet, but I’m confident that’s plenty to get Randle and me started.
“Please don’t come near us again. Never again offer your entire world. I attempted to get in and find out who Randall was because I didn’t want my eyes to only know you on the outside while my heart didn’t.” I groaned hard, turned to face him, and walked rapidly to kiss him on the lips. He didn’t put a stop to it. I kissed him slowly and deeply, and tears streamed down my cheeks. “My son and I don’t deserve to walk in the dark and still have to guess who will meet the world you gave me – us.”
I went away without hesitation. I didn’t accept his calling. I didn’t even bother looking at him. It’s all over now. I hope he recovers quickly. I only want the best for him, so if the reward is my sacrifice so that he can get there, that’s great with me.
I hurriedly hailed a cab. I’m not sure where I’m headed. All I want is to be away, feels like what I’m looking for is a trip. I need to rest my weary heart. Can he feel the weight of my heart as well? I know everything he says about how he no longer loves me is disloyal, but my heart wants to know where I should be.
As his wife or as someone to advise and protect him?