Chapter8 He had only taken a few steps when Logan turned back . Serena was still standing where he had left her , her frame so slight , so alone , that for a moment she looked unbearably fragile . It hit him then , he'd promised her he wouldn't keep neglecting her for Sloane . Yet when had he ever truly kept that promise ? He clenched his jaw , making a silent vow . After tonight , he would make it up to Serena . He would . But by then , he was already walking away . Serena sank back into her chair . A server appeared with a two - tiered cake . " Happy birthday , ma'am . Mr. Fairchild ordered this for you . " The server glanced around , clearly expecting to see Logan nearby , but found only Serena sitting alone at the table . " Just leave it . Thank you . " The candles were lit , and the server set down a small toy figurine as a gift before leaving . Serena closed her eyes and made her wish . She wished her baby could be reborn into a family where the parents loved each other deeply , and live a happy , safe life . When she took her first bite of cake , the sweetness turned bitter on her tongue . Not long after , her phone rang . It was Victor Hayes , the attorney . " Mrs. Fairchild , the divorce papers are ready whenever you'd like to sign . ' " " At his office , she glanced over the agreement once , then signed without hesitation . " Mrs. Fairchild , " Victor said carefully , " you and Mr. Fairchild share a child , and everyone knows how devoted you are to him . Why divorce now ? " " Call me Ms. Whitmore from now on . " She smiled faintly . " Logan and I ... have nothing to do with each other anymore . " Instead of answering his question , she gave her instructions . " Victor , tomorrow I need you to deliver this agreement to him yourself . Once he signs , notify me . I'll send you an address , mail the finalized papers there . " He frowned . " Ms. Whitmore , does Mr. Fairchild even know you're divorcing him ? And if he refuses ? " Serena let out a soft laugh . " Refuse ? He's been waiting for this . Why would he ever say no ? And if he does , I'll sign as many copies as it takes . Keep putting them in front of him until he gives in . " Victor hesitated , then nodded . " Understood . I'll take care of it . " " Thank you . That night , Serena returned to an empty house . Logan still wasn't home . She began packing her things . Mrs. Walters , the housekeeper , stopped short at the sight of the suitcase . " Ma'am , why are you suddenly packing ? " " I'll be away for a few days . " Serena didn't elaborate . She had already booked her ticket to Seabrook Isles . Logan had never kept his promise to take her to the ocean , so she would go by herself . Does Mr. Fairchild know ? " " He doesn't need to . " ReelShort Once her suitcase was ready , she gathered her prenatal check records , ultrasound images , and the hospital files from her miscarriage , placing them carefully into a small box . This would be her last message to Logan . A part of her wanted to see his reaction when he opened it , regret , guilt , sorrow , despair ? But then again , what did it matter ? The child was gone . She handed the box to Mrs. Walters . " Give this to Mr. Fairchild tomorrow morning . " The housekeeper looked puzzled . " Why not wait until he's home , ma'am , and give it to him yourself ? " " I'm leaving . " Serena only smiled . Because I don't ever want to see him again . Not in this lifetime . When the plane lifted off toward Seabrook Isles , Serena felt a rush of lightness she had never known . So this was what freedom felt like . Leaving someone who never loved her turned out to be the happiest choice she had ever made . 2003 %