Elizabeth
I’m pacing the study, my heels clicking against the wooden floor.
The sound echoes in the otherwise silent room, but it does nothing to calm me. My hands are trembling, my heart racing so fast I can feel it pounding in my throat. I keep replaying the moment over and over in my mind, the words that spilled from Christopher’s declaration.
“Divorce Agreement. Full custody of Edward awarded to the Father.
How dare he?
After everything he’s put me through?
After all the cheating, the lies, and the bruises he left on my body?
And to bring his mistress Celeste into our home, as though she belongs here, as though she has the right to witness this?
My nails dig into the palm of my hand as I fight back the tears burning in my eyes.
But these aren’t tears of heartbreak. No, that
