“Norman, we’ve been in love since our university days. When we graduated, we both worked hard to pool money for our wedding, and you’re telling me—one year after we got married—that you want to divorce me? It’s not April Fool’s, so please don’t joke with me, okay?” Diane struggled to free her hand from his grip. Once she slipped free, she grabbed Norman’s arm in a death grip. She didn’t dare to believe everything before her. She was very much a traditional woman, one who was devoted to her boyfriend before marriage. After she had gotten married, her husband was her everything. On their wedding day, she had already prepared to spend the rest of her life with Norman. But it had only been a year! Just one year!