"Yes, I am very sorry, but there are some things that I would like to address in our agreement before it's signed." Naveen said into the phone, putting his hand into his pants pocket. "Next Friday will be fine, thank you. Alright, goodbye." Naveen hung up the phone then sighed. "C'est stupide." He muttered under his breath.

"So, just to make sure I understand, she came in today with these?"

Naveen turned to his lawyer who held the documents he had avoided looking at for the past two hours.

"Like I said: she came in, took those out, went over them, then left." He explained for, what he felt like, the 100th time. He walked over to the conference room table where the lawyer had spread out the papers.

"She was very thorough. I know a couple of guys who would kill to have it this easy." The lawyer laughed as he set down one paper and picked up another.

"Well, Mr. Facilier I don't care for easy," Naveen threw his phone on the table and ran a hand through his hair. "I just want to know if this is at all stoppable." He pointed to the scattered things.

"I'm sorry but it seems that it's not possible. She has given you all that you have and she has kept all that she has, really the only thing you could take her to court for is this trip that you guys took to, Louisiana? Really?" Mr. Facilier raised an eyebrow.

"She likes the food there," Naveen shrugged as he straightened up.

"Uh huh," "Aren't you the crown prince? Couldn't you order her not to do this or something?"

"Heh," Naveen wiped his mouth as he went to the window. He saw Tiana walk to her car, with the little bounce she always has. "It's not that easy."

"There's nothing? No morals or not in the "right mind". Naveen asked after a moment of silence.

"Listen, I'm just your lawyer not your therapist." Mr. Facilier chuckled then suddenly stopped.

"What?" Naveen turned his head from the window and looked at his now silent lawyer.

"Therapy," Mr. Facilier repeated. "Therapy, of course!" He picked up several papers until he found the one that he wanted. "Here!" He handed it to Naveen.

"The court orders mandatory week therapy for said couple, in which the parties may attend separately or together." Naveen read to himself. "We haven't been to therapy." Naveen said aloud.

"It says there that you must." Mr. Facilier grinned.

"What if she already went?" Naveen went back to the window, he saw Tiana look up at him then quickly look away, wiping her eyes in the process.

"That's alright." Mr. Facilier took out his phone. "I can tell the court that the other party requested a group session but was unavailable till now. I can get you in as soon a tomorrow."

Naveen was silent for a moment, almost thoughtful. He knew Tiana, he knew that she would not be cruel or have improper cause to want to divorce him. But he was not ready to give her up yet, there was so much that they had to do together.

"Alright," Naveen nodded to his lawyer. "Book it."

/

"Charlotte you should have seen his face. I've never seen him look so hurt," Tiana sniffed as she drove away from her house. Which she believed should constitute for a castle given its' enormity. "I shouldn't have been so cold, I should've done it nicer,"

"How do you nicely tell someone that the vows you took to stay together forever are no longer relevant so says this piece of paper." Charlotte laughed as she flipped through the channels on her tv.

"Charlotte please, I already feel worse as it is." Tiana made a right onto the main road.

"Listen, Tia honey," Charlotte adjusted herself on her pillow so that she was sitting up straighter. "Would you have continued to be unhappy-"

"Charlotte, I'm not unhappy," Tiana corrected.

"No, but you are afraid. Would you continue to allow yourself to be that way? Afraid to live as you want because of the snooty women who turn their nose up at you."

"No, I-" Tiana sighed and sat back in her seat as she came to a red light. "It's just hard, so hard." Tiana wiped her cheek. "Ok, I'm coming over in like twenty minutes, I have to check on our students first." She made a quick left then sped up.

"Okay, Tiana," Charlotte sighed then went on. "And you are sure that he has not cheated on you?" Charlotte asked as she got up to check her freezer.

"Yes, Charlotte. At least, I would like to believe that." Tiana sighed.

"Okay, pint or a quart?" Charlotte cloase her freezer.

"Pint please," Tiana answered.

"You got it, see you in twenty." Charlotte went to find her shoes.

"Charlotte," Tiana paused for a moment. "Thank you." She finally said.

"Of course." Charlotte hung up, leaving Tiana alone with her thoughts.

To be honest, Tiana would endure so much for Naveen. Even though she already had, she would keep doing it, but she knew she had to stop. It was becoming way too dangerous and she could not handle the pressure anymore.

"Ugh," Tiana put her forehead on the steering wheel but could not stay there for long due to a someone honking their horn behind her.

/

"So, how are our students?" Charlotte asked as Tiana came into her apartment.

"Wonderful as usual. I met the Jacques guy you were talking about, you were right about his pastries." Tiana said as she took off her shoes.

"I know right, how he got his crust so buttery and flaky," Charlotte laughed the last part off as she offered her friend her favorite pint of icecream. Tiana became silent when she accepted it.

"How are you darling?" Charlotte asked, guiding Tiana over to the couch.

Tiana gave a weak smile. She stared at the ice cream and began to cry.

"Charlotte I was mean, I was so mean, I-I shouldn't have been that mean." She sniffed.

Charlotte put an arm around her friend and sat her down.

"I hates seeing him like that." She sobbed. "Charlotte, I don't think I want to go through with this,"

"Now Tiana," Charlotte set her pint down on the coffee table and took Tiana's hands. "You know you can't continue to stay married to him, it will kill you sweetheart."

Tiana looked her in the eyes, tears streaming down her face.

"I dont care," Tiana swallowed thickly as she loosened the grip on the ice cream.

"Mm mm," Charlotte took the pint away from her and set it down, she then grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and placed it over Tiana's lap. "Sleep on it honey, sleep on it."

"I can't just sleep on it, I know he'll want to talk in the morning and-"

"You'll deal with it tomorrow, right now." Charlotte turned on Girl's Trip and grabbed their ice cream. "You're just going to hang with best friend."

Tiana smiled gratefully as she took her ice cream from her. At that Tiana's phone began to ring.

"Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry," Tiana took the shared blanket off of her and went to her purse. Charlotte went took the blanket off of her as well and went to the bathroom.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Naveen," Tiana almost became breathless at the sound of his voice but got her bearings. "I am uh, I'm at Charlottes."

"Tiana you need to come home." Naveen insisted.

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do, we need to talk about this."

Tiana stopped. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Right now, she felt like telling him everything, all that has happened, why she wanted a divorce but she did not.

"Don't wait up." She replied and quickly hung up. Taking a deep breath she turned off her phone and put it back in her purse.

"Everything alright?" Charlotte asked as they both sat back down on the couch.

"We may need more food," Tiana grumbled as she snatched her ice cream from the coffee table.

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