Camila stared at the divorce papers in her hands, her expression filled with shock and confusion.
“Sophia… divorce? Already?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.
Sophia lowered her gaze briefly, then looked back up. Her eyes were tired, but firm.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Graves,” she said softly, her voice sincere. “A relationship should not feel like this. I can’t continue with him anymore.”
Camila looked deeply troubled. She reached across the table and took Sophia’s hand in both of hers, squeezing gently.
“I know you two don’t have the best connection,” Camila said carefully, searching for the right words. “But Magnus isn’t a bad person. I promise you, he’s not. He just… he’s stubborn. And a little foolish sometimes.”
She sighed, clearly struggling to defend her own son.
“Talk to him properly. Maybe you both just need more time together.”
Her thumb gently rubbed the back of Sophia’s hand.
“You two are good together. I can see it.”
Sophia didn’t pull her hand away.
But her expression didn’t soften either.
“We are not good together, Mrs. Graves,” Sophia said quietly.
Her back was straight, but her fingers were clasped tightly in her lap. She forced herself to hold Camila’s gaze.
“Please understand. We aren’t compatible. It’s not right to force a relationship when the two people who have to spend their lives together aren’t happy.”
Her voice didn’t shake. It was calm. Honest.
Camila studied her quietly. She sighed under her breath, searching Sophia’s face, looking for hesitation. There was none.
And in that moment, she understood.
There was no going back.
Camila slowly tightened her hold around Sophia’s hand, then nodded.
“Alright,” she said softly. “If this is truly what you want, then I will support you.”
She sighed quietly.
“If you want a divorce from Magnus, then that is what you’ll get. I won’t force you to stay in a marriage where you’re not happy.”
Sophia’s lips curved into a small, grateful smile. Her shoulders loosened slightly, and she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding.
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Graves,” she said, her voice full of relief.
Camila returned the smile, though it wasn’t a happy one. There was disappointment in her eyes, but she hid it well.
She didn’t want to see her son divorced, yet she also refused to trap Sophia in a relationship that made her unhappy. And knowing Magnus’s temper, he could infuriate people without even trying.
If Sophia was this firm, then something serious must have happened.
Sophia hesitated before speaking again.
“Mrs. Graves, I gave Magnus the divorce papers. But he hasn’t signed them yet.”
