All’s Fair in Love and War

She had his phone.  He didn’t know.  Of course, he knew he didn’t have it. Just not who had it.  She’d had it all day.  She sat dumbfounded that morning, watching the texts roll in rapid fire.

Where are you?

I’m still at the hotel.

Don’t do this to me.

I love you.

Is that you at the door?

Then nothing.

She loved him.  She really did.  That was the hardest part.  But there would be time for tears later.  She would go away somewhere, maybe with her mom or one of her closest friends, they would drink wine and cry and curse his name.  But now, now was the time for war.

“They’re ready for you, miss,” said the smartly dressed receptionist.

She entered the conference room, where his lawyer and hers were waiting.  His and hers attorneys – isn’t that how all great love stories begin and end?

“So,” her attorney asked.  “Any questions about the prenuptial agreement before you sign?”

“Yes,” she responded, slipping off her sunglasses before she had a seat across from them.  She twirled her massive engagement ring around her finger.  It caught the sunlight beaming through the wall of windows across the room, blinding the lawyers for a second.  They squinted at her.  “I’d like to revisit the adultery clause.”

Inspired by the Cliche Sunday challenge I learned about from Sonya’s blog @ only 100 words. 

Thanks ladies!


5 thoughts on “All’s Fair in Love and War

  1. Love this! “His and hers attorneys – isn’t that how all great love stories begin and end?” – that’s a fantastic line. I’m glad you joined the challenge 🙂

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