rey

ell me what you need, Audrey. The message wa

chedules, even hotel receipts. Kendall' s face, always so composed, now looked like a venomous snake i

le, granting me custody of our son, a generous settlement, and a significant portion of Eth

se? Ethan's quite the passionate one, isn't he? A wave of n

le, my hand trembling as I reached for the pen. It felt hea

to pick me up from a party. He'd crashed it, breaking his arm, but he'd still made sure I was oka

He was everything. That feeling, that absolute certainty, was a deep, unsha

he life we built, was a vast, empty canyon.

y-dallying? Ethan just left for his 'late

ing late, babe. Big deal comi

my hand no longer trembling. It moved swiftly, decisiv

ky exhale. A strange mix of emptiness and a

ss of milk. "Mr. Blake said it would help you sleep

ely measured, to help with my fragile stomach in college. He' d even learned to massage

traced a path down my cheek. The care, the thou

the sharpest suit I owned, the divorce papers clutched in my ha

dall was already there, perched on the edge of Ethan's mahogany desk, a s

eal. She stamped a document with a flourish, then tossed the seal back onto the desk. "R

"company property, too important." Now, this woman, his mistress, ha

d, my voice flat, devoid of emotion. I knew an

longer to realize it." She pushed the sealed divorce agreement across t

y your victory, Kendall," I said, my voice low.

before me. Just as I reached them, they swung open, and Ethan steppe

here?" His tone was sharp, i

his arm going around Kendall' s waist. "Kendall, my love, you didn't have to wait for me. You l

ower gel. It clung to Ethan, a physical manifestation of th

is eyes finally landing on the papers in my