As Dorian stood up, grabbing his keys and heading for the door, Elysia blocked his path. "Hold on just a minute! Where do you think you're going?"
Dorian met her gaze with a cold, silent stare.
"You're going to see that woman, Jessica, at the hospital, aren't you?" Elysia exclaimed, her voice rising with anger. "I won't let you go!"
She knew Jessica was lying in a hospital bed, and the rapid-fire typing she'd heard from Dorian earlier had been him messaging her. There was no way she was letting him leave.
Dorian shook off Elysia’s hand and went back inside to grab a pair of pajamas and some slippers. Elysia tried to snatch the clothes from him. "What are you doing with those? Planning to stay overnight?"
"Let go, I'm going to stay with Jessica," he replied, his voice as icy as ever.
It was true; he was going to see that woman!
Elysia's eyes blazed with fury. "I told you, you can't go. I won’t allow it."
Dorian pulled away again, his tone even colder. "Let go of me. If you keep this up, we’re getting a divorce."
His words struck Elysia like a bolt from the blue, leaving her frozen in place.
She trembled all over, staring at Dorian in disbelief. Did he really just say he wanted a divorce?
Seeing Elysia paralyzed as if by some spell, Dorian nudged her aside with his shoulder, clutching the pajamas and slippers, and walked out.
Elysia bit down hard on her lip, her hands clenched into fists, as tears streamed down her face.
Amara, watching her friend in such pain, wrapped an arm around Elysia’s shoulders, wanting to yell at Dorian but too choked up to speak.
Nearby, Finnian watched the scene unfold, his expression somber.
Amara, aware of Finnian’s presence, didn’t even turn to look at him as she said, "Mr. Everly, you should go. I’m staying here with Ely tonight."
"But Jessica’s reappearance shattered that illusion."
She looked up, tears welling up once more.
"Ama, am I just a joke? Dorian never changed. He’s always hated me; his heart’s only ever had room for Jessica. His recent behavior was just enough to trick me into a dream."
"His changes were so minor, but compared to before, they felt huge. I spun this story of him caring about me out of nothing. I’m just pathetic."
Seeing Elysia like this broke Amara’s heart. She gently wiped away her tears.
"Ely, what are you going to do now? Are you just going to keep living like this?"
She wanted to tell Elysia to consider divorce, but would she listen?

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