65 Tensions and Farewells

In the muted glow of Lily's bedroom, Michael stood silently, the word "Divorce!" burning in red on the computer screen. It was more than a statement; it was the death knell of what little hope he clung to for their relationship. He looked over at Lily, her peaceful slumber a stark contrast to the storm raging within him. "Why, Lily? Why this finality?" Michael whispered, more to himself than to her. The silence of the room offered no answers, only reflections of a love unrequited and dreams unfulfilled. Leaving her room, Michael felt a profound sense of loss, as if he were leaving a part of himself behind with her. He knew then that Lily, intentionally or not, had carved a permanent space in his heart. The next day at the office, Michael's mood was a dark cloud that hung over everyone. The staff tiptoed around him, his unpredictable temper a minefield they dared not tread. In a rare gesture, Michael acknowledged their efforts with a bonus, but his voice was devoid of warm