"That wasn't your decision to make, Adrian!"
"I know," he said quietly, "But you're my sister and I watched you suffer for all those years. I wanted to give you one perfect moment before I dropped this on you."
I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I turned back to the window, and pressed my forehead against the cold glass.
“So I have to work under you for six months."
"Six months, Elena," Adrian said, coming to stand beside me. "Six months and then it's yours officially. Completely yours."
"Six months," I repeated.
I stared out the window, watching the city suddenly blur past.
For a moment, I thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me, until the thought hit me instantly.
“Adrian,” I said quietly, turning to him. “My divorce isn’t finalized.”
"What?"
"The divorce papers
