David
I stood beside Isabella, one hand in my pocket, my fingers curled tightly around the small velvet ring box. It felt heavier than it should have, as if the weight of what it represented had finally decided to settle in. I had returned from Japan this afternoon, and although it had only been two weeks, something about everything felt… different. Not visibly, not in a way I could point at and name, but enough to make me uneasy.
The house was the same. The people were the same. The routines hadn’t changed.
But I had.
Or maybe I had just started noticing things I had been ignoring before.
Earlier that morning, I had received a notice from the court. Liam’s custody hearing had been scheduled for next month, and that would be the final decision. My lawyers had been very clear, marriage
