On the way to the studio, I couldn't stop thinking about Lucian's expression. It almost made me think he didn’t want the divorce, even though we had already signed all the papers and were just waiting for the formalities. We were nothing more than a divorced couple forced to stay in the same house for one more week. Why was he so obsessed with who I might be with?
I wasn't seeing anyone, anyway. His suspicions were just part of some absurd scenario he had concocted. There hadn't been anyone in my life for a long time, and I certainly hadn’t entertained the idea of seeing someone while I was married.
Every Saturday, I went to the music studio because, in truth, I was a singer. Yes, I worked in the marketing department as a cover because I needed time to achieve the success I wanted in the
