The doctor stepped in to check on my condition.
Once he told them I wasn't in any serious danger, the tension that had coiled tight in both their bodies melted away right in front of my eyes. The next second, they both broke down sobbing.
I just lay there, watching the whole scene unfold quietly.
Alexander stumbled to his feet and bolted out to get me a glass of water.
Isabella didn't say a word, just cried.
When he came back, she slipped out on her own to give us some privacy.
His voice cracked so bad it was barely recognizable as he leaned in, trembling, to hold the cup to my lips. "Amelia."
"Alexander."
My throat burned like I'd swallowed a mouthful of live coals.
But I forced the words out anyway. "The divorce papers are under the coffee table. Please sign them, then we'll go
