AM. He stared at the ceiling for a long moment, his mind a quiet, empty space. This wasn' t a dream. He was 27 years old again. He

agazines but offered no comfort. On his wife' s side of the king-sized bed, the sheets were undisturbed. Olivia was probably stil

ld, he was Ethan Miller, the respected architect who had married a billionaire. He was the luckiest man alive. But looking at the photo, Ethan felt a deep, chi

s efforts ignored, his presence taken for granted. He remembered how his children' s ey

over him. He would no

o the sleek, built-in desk, turned on the computer, and found the file he was looking for. Divorce_A

ed up his phone and scrolled through the contacts unti

Tho

d up on the third ring, his voic

n said, his own voice ste

then a confused, "Ethan? Do you kn

have divorce papers here. I' m ready to sign them. I want to give

. Liam was clearly stunned. "What ar

r. She loves you. The children adore you. Everyone knows it

hifted from confusion to a cautious, rising

rty. Noah had run straight past him to leap into Liam' s arms. Chloe had presented Liam with t

you in the morning," Ethan continued. "Yo

room. He looked at the family photo one last time, then picked it up and placed it fac