Sage Pov
I watched Alice from across the cold, gray waiting room, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. She sat with perfect posture, her hands folded neatly in her lap like she wasn’t the most hated woman in the room right now. Her expression was too calm, unreadable, too perfect and controlled.
Mark hadn’t said a word to her since she arrived this morning . Not one. Not even when she had looked at him like she was waiting—begging—for some kind of reaction. But he had just turned his back and walked away.
And honestly? I wasn’t mad about it.
I hated her. I didn’t even know her, but I hated her. Hated that she had put him through hell and She wasn’t just some random lawyer here to help Mark. She was his wife, the wife he thought was dead. The wife who let him think that for years and
