Episode 4

While driving home, it was like being on autopilot.

I arrived home, the place where I had shared two years of my life with Daven, I observed the place, our living room; bedroom, and our photos... I took everything and threw it out of the house.

Everything, from the most valuable to the cheapest.

My husband didn't believe me, asked me for a divorce, and kissed another woman in front of me.

I felt empty; I didn't cry anymore, something died inside me that day.

I completely disconnected, for three days in a row. I didn't use the phone, computer, nor did I watch television. I didn't want to see news of my husband with another woman.

On the third day, I was summoned to court. I got up and, despite my pain, I decided to get ready, because I wasn't going to let them see my pathetic state.

I wore a black sheath dress, it was ankle-length. Black heels. I put on makeup and let my hair down, being white, it makes me look more striking due to the dark clothes.

I decided to wear black, as my love was in mourning.

I arrived at the courthouse, walking towards my assigned place, followed by my lawyer.

I could see how my now ex-in-laws were talking and joking with Marizza, just as they used to do with me. She looked up and was disconcerted by my appearance, but quickly recovered, adopting her air of superiority.

"Oh, it seems you made an effort, but it's no use, because Daven..."

I walked past her, ignoring her presence. She was irritated when I left her with the word in her mouth.

I passed by Blake and he tried to talk to me, but I didn't acknowledge him either.

Finally, I arrived where Daven was, he looked at me with his mouth open and the confusion in his gaze was visible to me.

"Evangeline..."

He tried to approach me, but my lawyer stopped him.

"Return to your place, Mr. Worwick." His order left no room for complaints, finally, Daven nodded and went to his place.

The judge arrived and began with the case but, to be honest, I wasn't listening to anything he was saying. It wasn't until my lawyer spoke to me, in a low voice.

"If we continue like this, we can make him give you half of everything he has." He informed me and I observed him. "I don't want anything, lawyer." He looked at me dumbfounded.

"What are you talking about? You were married to him for two years, it's your right." He insisted and I denied again. "I just want Daven Worwick to disappear from my life, forever."

"But, Madam!"

"I'm paying you, so do as I say."

He sighed and nodded, walked towards the judge and whispered my wish. The judge observed me for a moment and nodded.

"Mrs. Windsor wants nothing from Mr. Worwick." I heard gasps in the room, but I didn't turn around. I saw Daven stand up, trying to approach me, but the police stopped him. "Are you sure, Mrs. Windsor?" The judge questioned and I nodded.

"Good, you are officially divorced."

We both approached to sign some final documents, I signed first because all I wanted was to get out of that place.

Daven watched me, but I didn't return his gaze.

Upon finishing, I left the courthouse.

"Evangeline..." I heard him call me, but was interrupted by a squeal of excitement, it was Marizza, who threw herself into his arms kissing him and he didn't push her away.

"Finally we can be together, my love." She exclaimed, with feigned emotion because I knew she was mocking me.

I got into my car and went to the company, the same one I haven't been to for three days. Upon arriving, I saw James, who observed me with sympathy.

"Evangeline..."

"Please, give this to the director when you see him." I handed him my resignation letter and, without saying anything else, I left.

While driving, I couldn't help but remember the first time I met Daven. He was sixteen years old and I was eleven, it was love at first sight; on my part.

That day I was playing with Blake when Daven arrived, as soon as I saw him; I was mesmerized.

He was my first childhood love, I loved him too much, even when I knew he was in love with Marizza.

I tried to spend time at Blake's house every day, just to be able to see his brother. I was like that for many years and I resigned myself thinking that Daven would never see me as anything more than "His younger brother's friend" that's how it was, until I turned nineteen years old.

By that time, we were all in the church, waiting for the wedding to begin. Yes, I was there. Daven looked perfect on the altar, waiting for his future wife. He was nervous, but also very excited.

"I should pay thugs to hold Marizza back so she doesn't come to the wedding and Daven falls in love with me." I joked softly to Blake, he laughed and denied. "Even so, Daven wouldn't want you." He joked, giving me a playful push.

The minutes passed and Marizza didn't arrive, Daven's smile was very slowly turning into an expressionless face. Murmurs began to fill the place and the tension was palpable.

"Please, let's take a break." Daven said, as he went to a secluded place. Blake, his parents and I exchanged worried glances and followed him.

Upon arriving, we saw him with his face buried in his hands.

"An hour late... She won't come." He informed, while tears filled his face.

Even if I didn't want him to marry another, I didn't like seeing him suffer like that.

"Daven..." I approached, hugging him. "We can wait a little longer, she's just delayed." I tried to convince him, but he denied.

"Then... What will we do now? People are waiting for a wedding." Blake communicated, while observing the people who were waiting patiently.

"Evangeline." Daven called me and I observed him. "You love me, right?"

The question took me by surprise, yes, it was no secret that I was in love with him.

"Yes..."

"Then marry me." He asked and I was in shock. "Daven, that's not how it works..." We tried to reason with him, but he didn't want to listen to us. Maybe it was out of spite, but he really wanted to carry out that wedding. "The dress that Marizza was going to wear is there, just put it on and say yes." Without further ado, he returned to the altar but was no longer waiting for Marizza, he was waiting for me.

Despite my initial doubts, I agreed. I put on the dress that belonged to Marizza, it was big on me because I certainly didn't have much to fill it with.

But, it didn't matter, I was finally going to marry the love of my life. It was an opportunity given by the gods, I wasn't going to miss it.

That's how we got married.

I was afraid, I didn't want him to see me as a replacement until Marizza returned, I wasn't that.

And, to my surprise, it was as if he had completely erased Marizza from his life. He treated me well, we made love constantly and he never, ever mentioned his ex's name.

I fully trusted him and I believed that he trusted me, how wrong I was.

How could I even think that a marriage that started that way would end well? I must have been blinded by my love for him.

Now I see everything clearly; I was just a momentary replacement, something worthless. Our love never existed.

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