Diana moved faster than either of us expected.
By Thursday morning there was a story on a popular gossip and society news page that had been shared widely before most people had finished their morning coffee. I saw it because Sade sent it to me with a message that said call me now.
I read it standing in the kitchen of Ethan's apartment with my coat half on and my bag on the counter.
The headline said. Bitter Divorce Or Calculated Move. Inside The Whitfield Kingston Scandal.
I read it carefully.
It was written in the style of those pieces that pretend to be neutral while pushing in one direction with every sentence. It talked about my marriage to Marcus. It described our divorce as sudden and suspicious. It mentioned the land claim without naming the document or the details and framed
