"Christopher, my decision won’t change. Even if you stay on the floor for a day and a night, I still want a divorce."

He paused, clearly thinking something over. After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice subdued.

"Do we really have to divorce?"

I could hear the suppressed anger in his voice, the restraint he was trying so hard to maintain.

I found it absurd. He was the one who had violated me, yet he acted as if he were the one ...