When I brought up divorce to Magnus Rowe again, he still hadn't come down from his high. His fingers lazily traced the red marks on the body beneath him as he said, "Elara, do you think the beauty mark on her body looks good? Especially when she's emotional. It's absolutely irresistible." After speaking, he waited for me to break down hysterically like I always had before. But it was as if I hadn't heard a thing. I simply flipped the divorce agreement to the page about property division. "Everything you gave me, I'll return to you. I'll leave on my own." Magnus' hand paused for a moment before he spoke again, as if nothing had happened. "Then can you give back the heart I gave you too? Baby, stop making a scene. You know you're the only one in my heart. Be good and wait for me at home." I ignored him and stubbornly handed the divorce papers over. I stopped wanting his heart a long time ago. The only thing I want now... is freedom.