The hallway outside the courtroom felt heavy and still.
Rhys leaned against the wall, holding an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his hand trembling slightly.
The court's ruling was fair. Because Rhys had been significantly at fault and was suspected of moving assets while we were still married, I was awarded most of our shared property and full custody of our daughter, Annabelle.
He was also ordered to pay substantial child support each month.
"Are you happy now?" Rhys spoke as he saw me step out, his voice rough and broken. "Did you gather all this proof on purpose just to leave me with nothing?"
I stopped walking and looked at his face, twisted with resentment. "Rhys, I didn't make this evidence up. Every bit of it comes from things you actually did." My voice stayed steady. "W
