barely recognized. "Divorce granted." My husband, Daniel, wasn' t there,
the fire station, a small comfort, was shattered when Daniel appeared, asking me to drop the paper
th Olivia, whose innocent eyes hid a smirk. They' d invaded my last sanctuary. Then, I overheard Olivia,
ng their codependent world. And then Olivia, in a dramatic display, ran headfirst into a wall, col
as drowning, and he was too focused on her tears to notice. I picked up the divorce papers, the ones he hadn't received because Olivia had intercepted them. The true nature of th