Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 7 Page 45

the point in paying for a taxi since this was a car I had paid for, right?

The journey to the airport was brief and awkward.

He tried to give me my wedding rings back as I left the vehicle; but I pushed them back towards him. I didn’t want them near me; they were worth very little moneywise and now they had lost their sentimental value also.

I got out of the car at the airport and collected my bags myself and he just stood there watching me leave not knowing what to say.

It was only when I went through airport security that

I realised what I had just done, and it hit me like a thunderbolt… our marriage was definitely over.