16: Nothing's Changing

Camilla I froze in shock as Shawn's lips crashed into mine, his hands gripping my waist tightly. For a moment, I was too stunned to react, but then my anger kicked in, and I shoved him away with all my strength. "How dare you!" I spat, my hand flying up to slap him across the face. The sound of the impact echoed through the parking lot, and Shawn's head snapped to the side. "You son of a bitch! You have no right to kiss me, to touch me!" Shawn rubbed his cheek, a red mark already forming where my hand had made contact. "You can throw all the insults and slaps you want, Camilla, but it won't change a thing. I'm not signing those papers." "Oh, you will," I retorted, taking a step closer to him. "We're getting a divorce, Shawn. This marriage is over." "It's not over until I say it is," he growled. I laughed bitterly. "You're delusional if you think I'm going to continue being your wife. Like come on, Shawn, what in the world is wrong with you? Why don't you just let us get this thi