Evelyn's POV
Three hours later, the plane landed in LA.
The moment the terminal doors slid open, that familiar dry air hit me in the face, like a reminder. Welcome back to reality.
Maddie was already waiting outside.
She was leaning against her car, sunglasses perched on her head, looking like she was on vacation, not picking someone up. The second she saw me, she skipped the small talk, walked over, grabbed my suitcase, and tossed it into the trunk.
But I knew she was dying to hear about the divorce. The second we got in the car, she went straight for it.
“So you couldn’t hold it in and just went off on that jerk?” she asked, starting the engine and glancing over at me. There was real concern in her voice.
“Yeah.” I nodded. Even I was a little surprised at how calm I sounded. “I to
