Divorce After The Wedding Night

Linnea's first love was dying.

When she received the call, she was lying beneath me in our wedding bed.

She shoved me away with all her strength and hurriedly threw her clothes back on.

"I have to go see Calvin," she explained in a panic. "We will finish this next time."

Before I could answer, she slammed the door and vanished into the night.

I sat in the quiet room and calmly put on my shirt.

Getting a divorce the morning after the wedding was not out of the question.

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