Divorce papers.
For several seconds, I simply stared at them.
Claire whispered,
“I’m done.”
Martin smiled.
Bradley leaned back in his chair.
Someone at the table muttered something I couldn’t hear.
I looked at Claire.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
“Tonight?”
“I can’t keep pretending this marriage works.”
I looked around the room.
The people who had mocked me for years were watching.
Martin finally spoke.
“Best decision Claire ever made.”
I closed the folder.
Then I looked at Sophie.
She was staring at the floor.
Something inside me changed.
Not anger.
Not revenge.
Something quieter.
Something final.
I handed the folder back to Claire.
“No.”
She frowned.
“No?”
“I’ll sign it.”
Her expression changed.
She had expected an argument.
A fight.
Maybe tears.
Instead, I simply nodded.
“Okay.”
Martin laughed.
“Where are you going to go?”
I looked at him.
“Home.”
He smiled.
“You don’t have a home.”
I held Sophie’s hand.
