Growing Feelings

23

At eleven forty-five in the evening, I saw Matthew downstairs.

Matthew stepped on the snow, and the snow kept falling on his shoulder and hair. It was like a dream.

"Was it necessary?" We stood face to face. I lowered my head and whispered, "You have resigned. What if you can't go back in the future?"

Matthew shook his head and smiled lightly.

"I don't care."

I turned around. "You just threw five years of hard work away.

"How willful you are!"

Matthew raised his eyebrows.

"So you are worried about me, aren't you?"

Matthew took another step forward.

"So, I still have a chance, right?"

"Matthew..."

Matthew handed me a stack of paper.

It was the divorce agreement.

I was stunned and looked at Matthew in confusion.

"In the past three months, I have thought a lot while handling the resignation procedures.

"Allie, I resigned, but I don't want to force you to continue this marriage." Matthew paused. "I have signed the divorce agreement."