Regretting Divorce

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The sky was bluest blue and the squawking of birds flying above made Claire feel thrilled. Being able to walk without cameras following her was a new feeling. It was like she was independent again. 

Excitement danced with abandon in her spirit as she moved further. The reason she was alone here was because of the significance of this place. She had come upon a bridge above the river of blessing. 

She recalled Shawn’s words, “The river of blessing has changed the lives of many believers, Claire. You throw things you don’t want in your life in the river and it blesses you with whatever you want. Just make sure that you make your wishes. wisely. 

Although he also said that it was a great tourist attraction, she was a little doubtful. She grazed the surroundings around her and realized that not a single soul was present here. There was just her. 

It was surprising for a place of tourist attraction to be void of breathing souls. 

Anyway, she headed further upon the bridge until she was in the center. She peeked below the bridge by resting her hands on the railing. Her eyes fluttered in bewilderment because the water rippled intensely. 

Sun shone on the water, making it look like a river of glitters. Waves formed and crashed against the pillars holding the bridge together. 

The railings are not high. Should someone fall down from here not even their traces would be found, let alone their corpse.” She blew out a breath of surprise, 

She admired the view though. It was warm to the eyes. She somewhere thanked that no tourist was here today. Or else, she would have been uncomfortable in their scrutiny. 

A while later, she heaved deeply as it was time to make her wish 

Claire unzipped her side bag. She withdrew her divorce certificate and a diary with entries she made about Hunter when she was a teenager. There was also the blue baggy pants with dry blood and white shirt that she had worn that day when she miscarried her baby. 

A lump formed in her throat. She suppressed her tears as she longing regarded her diary and other stuff. 

Whatever she was going through today in the river of blessing had some of the most impactful occasions of her life attached 

to them. 

She started with the divorce certificate the least wanted memory that she couldn’t avoid at any cost. 

“This divorce took away my everything. Turn it into my changing point. I don’t want to remember it as the end of my happy life. Make it my ticket to eternal happiness and contentment.” She mumbled her wish and dropped the certificate down the bridge. 

Claire’s skin buzzed with delight as she observed the document get carried along by winds for a while. Its edges fluttered like wings of a bird but it couldn’t persist. It was sucked down into the water and submerged. 

Then she tossed her clothes and made her wish with a heavy heart, “This was my first baby. I couldn’t feel him or enjoy my time as a pregnant woman. If his father was to be majorly blame for his loss, I am also accountable for being careless to some degree. I let his father’s actions affect me. I am sorry, baby 

“I will always miss my baby and keep him in my thoughts and prayers. If I conceive again then I want to be the mother of the ume baby. Let the Christ bless me with the baby I lost so I can make up for all my negligence to him. I want to give the love and attention my baby deserved” 

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Her chest heaved with building emotions. Claire was supposed to be lighter and lighter with every memory she tossed into the river and made a wish. Alas, it was having an adverse effect on her. 

Claire stood strong. She didn’t let tears ooze out of her eyes as she stroked the surface of her diary. 

She decorated it with stars and jewels. This diary carried all her secrets. All her feelings from the moment she stumbled on Hunter as a teenager. There were cut–outs of his images published in the newspaper and magazines too. 

A faint smile quivered on her lips as she lazily flipped through the pages. Then without any remorse, she let it fall and watched as it sank in the water. 

“None of this would have happened to me if I had not encountered Hunter. I thought he was the one for me. But I was so wrong” She paused. “I will not wish to go back in time and change my feelings for him. I really relished that time. Those memories have their own place in my life. I will take a lesson from them. But Hunter… I will not forget him. I will seek my revenge on him at any cost. 

“That’s why I wish to become stronger as my journey from now on is going to be intense. It’ll require strength and a strong heart. I wish to destroy Hunter. I wish to see him bleeding through and through.” 

Claire smiled wretchedly amidst teary eyes. Her heart may race at how cruel her words sounded, her mind was at peace. She liked it. Liked all the wishes she made. 

Satisfied with herself, she decided to spend some more time by the railing. Claire held it and leaned forward, trying to look down at the currents in the water which appeared tumultuous, raging with an unstoppable energy. 

“I always believed you were a woman of immense strength, Mrs Macintyre.” An unknown voice rang behind her back, startling her. 

Her grip on the railing loosened. She lost her balance and her feet were airborne. Her eyes became wide as the sound of rippling water was all she could hear. 

Before she fell off the bridge a strong arm banded around her waist and yanked her back. 

“Are you fucking crazy, woman!” Claire heard a wrathful grumble as she was whirled around. 

Her breath got caught in her throat as she realized who the man was that saved her. 

“Had I been one second late then you would have lost your life!” She heard but she was too numb to react 

“I didn’t realize you are from the weak ones who think suicide is the solution to all the problems, Mrs. Macintyre. You disgust me. 

Fury slammed into Claire. She pointed a finger at the man and boomed, “Mind your words, Tyler Murphy. You are no one to judge me and my actions. And who told you I was here to commit suicide?* 

“It was obvious in front of my eyes, Mrs. Macintyre! I saw you leaning forward. If I hadn’t stopped you then you would have jumped down.” 

Tyler’s jaw ached from all the clenching. He regretted coming here to meet Claire MacIntyre on her brother’s insistence. Last night when Scott narrated everything to him, Tyler felt pitiful for his sister. He had refused his request since he kept his personal and professional life separate. And meeting Claire would be an open violation of his principle. 

But he agreed because Shawn promised to bring the Student of the Year’s trophy home this year. 

Even though he knew that Shawn getting the student of the years trophy was as impossible as sighting a lion spare his prey, he was willing to meet Claire. He didn’t know why but he wanted to calculate the damage her rival had done to his once radiating wife. 

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He canceled important meetings for today just so he could meet Claire. But what he walked on made his body stop. functioning for a few dreadful seconds. Claire was bending over the railing, preparing to throw herself att 

In an instant he realized the damage was irrevocable. 

He may have saved her from dying, he wasn’t going to take the responsibility to heal her. 

The woman was cracked in the head. The love of his rival had wounded her terminally 

“I wasn’t going to jump down, Mr. Murphy! Why would I want to end my life? I have no reason to.” 

“You don’t?” Tyler folded his hands as he eyedher, 

Embarrassment colored her cheeks rosy red. Claire pondered, Obviously you know everything, Tyler Murphy. How will you not? You are my ex–husband’s rival. It’s a common practice in the corporate world to keep note of everything happening in your enemy’s life. 

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“Even if I have every reason I didn’t come here to kill myself, Me Murphy. It’s because of you I lost my balance and almost fell down.” 

Tyler squinted his eyes at her as he muttered, “Was he so important in your life that you came here to kill yourself, Mrs. Macintyre 

Why couldn’t he get it? She. Didn’t Come. Here. To Die. 

Claire’s anger i 

flared 

“First things first, I am not Mrs. Macintyre. I’m Claire Argent. If you want to talk to me, call me with my real name.” 

“Regarding your wrong impression of me wanting to commit suicide, you are mistaken. Who would come to kill themselves. upon the river of blessing?” 

“I don’t know where you get your information from, Mrs Macintyre. This is not any river of blessing. Tyler said with a raise of a brow. “And if it was someone who said that then maybe they were kidding with you” 

“This bridge is notorious for its deathly history. It’s a famous suicide point which was closed down for safety reasons.” Tyler said as he regarded her. “That’s why you being here only points to one thing… 

“T” Claire lost her voice. 

She couldn’t believe that her brother would do this to her. 

“You little jerk, I will kick your ass when I see you next. Just see! You sent me to a suicide spot lying that it is a tourist place that fulfills wishes. I was stupid that I believed you.” 

“Erm, I didn’t know it was a suicide spot. Someone told me the river below is the point of attraction here which goes by the name “river of blessing.”” 

“And you believed them? Tyler shook his head, 

“Are you really so innocent or simply naive?” 

Claire opened her mouth, then closed it. 

She was neither innocent nor naive. She just blindly put her trust in people. 

“I should really not do this but thanks for saving me from falling With that, she bailed out as she didn’t want to embarrass henell morE. 

Not even she had gone ten steps ahead, she felt hot fingers curling around her wrist. 

Tyler was beside her. Claire’s cheeks heated up. So did her whole body because Tyler Murphy was indeed a piece of art. 

She gawked at his pretty face. Her eyes fell on his lips that parted, making her belly roll. 

“Let me take you back home, Mrs. Macintyre 

A start 

rage and frustration rose up in her blood. As handsome as he was on the outside, his mouth was like a double- edged sword. 

Tim not a MacIntyre. Why don’t you- 

“You will be a MacIntyre in my eyes as long as you are attached to him. Tyler opened the door of his eyes–turning black 

“Tam not attached to him.” 

“Yes, you are. I wouldn’t be here if that wasn’t the case. 

He started the car. A good decision or else Cla recalled wint he said earlier. 

Claire would have jumped out. She was going to be quiet around him until she 

“Wait. Did you just say that you wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t attached to my ex–husband?” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“That’s right.” 

“Are you a prophet or something? Who told you I am attached to my husband?” Tyler’s face turned as his brows went high. Claire quickly realized her mistake and uttered, I mean ex–huslkind. I am not attached to my ex–husband.” 

Tyler kept quiet. But Claire was uneasy. A wave of restlessness washed over her. She wanted to know what he meant by “he wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t attached to her ex–husband? 

“You didn’t answer my question.” She asked. 

Tyler saw her face from his peripheral vision. She was waiting patiently but deep within he could feel her temper boiling. He pitied Scott but eventually answered. 

“Your brother came to me last night requesting me to be your boyfriend.” 

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