flat. I nudged the watch box back towards he

ox, a flicker of annoyance in her eyes. "This is a

marriage cost me. S

I were just celebrating. A business deal

ing because you forgot you were still married while you were 'celebr

said you were too sensitive for your own good." Sophia. Her loyal lapdog, her chief enabler. "She also helped d

was too blinded by what I thought was love to care. Now, it was just another piece of leverage for her. But Ms. Alb

ifferences," I said, quoting a phrase Ms. Albright had highlighted. "Whi

out, slamming the door behind h

. Isabella had been officially served. The clock was ticking for

t comfortable couch. I bought groceries, real food, not just takeout. It f

ella was deafening, a

eceived an urgent email from Ms

hat's wrong?" I asked a

ontesting the divorce. She's claiming reconciliation efforts are underway and t

d away two years ago. She means *her* father,

. She's trying to muddy the waters, make you look unreasona

on? Afte

oom with her. Don't worry. We'll fight it. Bu

going to drag this out, make it as painful as