"You really sure about this?" Leandro asked, eyeing Samantha with quiet concern. They were in his study when she told him she wanted a divorce. Even Simone and Lee, lounging by the windows, looked stunned into silence.
"You’ve only been married a few months," he continued. "Wasn’t the deal for a year? What changed? I thought you—"
"Lolo," Samantha cut in, her voice soft but steady. "I don’t want us both getting more hurt. The longer we pretend everything’s okay, the harder it’ll be to walk away when it’s over."
She looked him straight in the eyes, unflinching.
"You’re hiding something from me," she added. Her gaze flicked toward Simone and Lee. One glance at their stiff expressions, and it was clear—they knew something.
Leandro’s brows furrowed. "And you think Drake’s just gonna go al
