Fake Divorce, Real Betrayal
et a divo
ning room table. The morning light hit the paper, making the bl
d built my life around, and felt nothing
was explaining a simple problem. "It' s for Clara. You know my brother is gone, and she needs help. Lily needs
his expression fu
ary thing. Once Lily is enrolled, we
fool. He thought
I picked up the pen he had placed next to them. I d
sily I agreed. A flicker of relief crossed his face, followed by a
ned down, his lips brushing my for
Ava. I knew I could count on
. I didn' t need to. I h
ited, I had found it. Tucked away at the bottom of the trash bin, under
ark was securing, it was th
hing. I ju
ity. The divorce was done, official. I stood on the
driver's side. He rushed to her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He held her close, his ha
ght it would. It was like watching a scene from a movie
sage on the screen. It was from Professor Thorne, my old me
is always open
e away, disappearing into the city traffic. Then I
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