02. On process

The rain continued to fall outside, a relentless rhythm that mirrored the turmoil within Rosslyn. She had just walked out of Damian's study, the annulment decree signed, a physical manifestation of her shattered dreams, a testament to the love they had lost, a love that had been born of a mistake, a love that had been consumed by the flames of their shared pain.

She had lost everything: her love, her family, her dreams. All that remained was the echo of a love that had once been she thought hers, a love that would forever haunt her, a love that would forever be a testament to the emptiness of their shared past.

As she drove away from mansion, she felt a wave of despair wash over her, a wave that threatened to drown her in the depths of her sorrow. But amidst the pain, there was a flicker of resolve, a determination to move forward, to build a new life for herself and her children.

She pulled into the parking lot of Atty. Corpuz's office, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind racing with a million thoughts. She had been dreading this meeting, dreading the legal battle that lay ahead, dreading the pain of formally ending her marriage.

Atty. Corpuz, a man of sharp wit and unwavering professionalism, greeted her with a warm smile and a reassuring handshake. He led her into his office, a spacious room filled with bookshelves and legal documents, a testament to his years of experience and expertise.

"So, Rosslyn," he said, settling into his leather chair, his gaze fixed on her. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm okay," she replied, her voice a mere whisper, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and determination. "I'm just trying to get through this."

"I understand," he said, his voice soft and sympathetic. "This is a difficult time for you."

"It is," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "But I'm determined to move forward. I'm determined to build a new life for myself and my children."

"That's the right attitude," he said, nodding approvingly. "You're a strong woman, Rosslyn. You'll get through this."

"I hope so," she said, her voice filled with a hint of uncertainty. "But I need your help. I need you to guide me through this process."

"I'm here to help you," he said, his gaze unwavering. "I'll do everything I can to make this as painless as possible for you."

"Thank you," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I really appreciate that."

"Now," he said, leaning forward, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "Let's talk about the details. How long do you think the process will take?"

"I'm not sure," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of hope and trepidation. "I want this to be over as soon as possible, but I don't want to rush anything."

"I understand," he said, nodding. "We'll take it one step at a time. But first, I need to ask you a few questions. Are you sure you're not getting anything from him, money or properties? Only the custody of your children?"

Rosslyn nodded, her eyes filled with a steely determination. "It's not important to me," she said, her voice firm and unwavering. "If I want money, I can work to earn it. All I want is my kids' custody. They're my precious gems, and they can't be replaced with anything."

Atty. Corpuz smiled, his eyes filled with admiration. "You're a remarkable woman, Rosslyn," he said. "You're a strong woman, and you will get through this."

"I hope so," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "I have to. For my children."

"You'll get through this," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "I'll make sure of it."

Rosslyn left Atty. Corpuz's office feeling a little lighter, a little more hopeful. She knew the road ahead would be long and difficult, but she was determined to move forward, to build a new life for herself and her children, a life filled with love, laughter, and happiness. She had lost her love, but she had not lost her strength, her determination, or her faith in the future. She would get through this. She would make sure of it.

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