Erin's POV
Life has a funny way of kicking you while you’re down. I don’t know if it’s some form of karmic justice, or if it’s just some unspoken rule…. But this feeling; It f*****g sucks.
Watching Finn hand my lawyer that red folder didn’t invoke a reaction from me right off the bat, but now… Now that the damned thing is clutched against my chest, I don’t know how to feel.
I couldn’t focus on the contents while the lawyer was flipping through pages, but now that she’s gone, it’s all I can think about. Eight months of lies. Eight months of photos. Eight months of my blissful ignorance.
Not only that, but the fact that Finn had all of this information at his disposal, and never once did he mention it.
Slowly walking towards the bed, I took in the crumpled sheets and unmade comforte
