“Baby, no…” I whispered, staggering back into the house like I’d been punched. My hands trembled as I tore open the envelope, reaching inside for the dreaded papers I never thought I’d see.
I was greeted with a summons, informing me that a divorce case had been filed, and I had a limited time to respond.
The world tilted as I moved the summons with shaking hands, finding the petition of divorce beneath it.
Her name was printed in black ink.
Lila Eliza Rossi—Petitioner, and across from it, Victor Marco Rossi—Respondent.
“Fuck!” I slammed my fists into the table, letting out a feral roar.
I can’t lose her. I can’t.
But inside, I knew I already had. Lila would never do this to us—never—if I hadn’t destroyed us first. I could fight her on this, beg her to take me back, or I could give her what she wanted.
A divorce.
My fuckinggod.Pain rippled through my stomach, climbing to my chest with ease, spreading through every cell until I was doubled over in agony.
Lila wants a divorce.
A sob left my lips, and I closed my fist, smacking my head repeatedly.
What a fucking fool I’d been.
I stared at the papers for what felt like minutes but was likely much longer. The house grew dark, and I didn’t bother to turn on the lights.
I didn’t care.
Lila wanted adivorce.
The only good thing I’d ever had in my life, and she was leaving me—and rightly fucking so.
Then the door opened, and I squinted when the light flooded the room, revealing Enzo in the doorway, frowning at me.
“What the fuck, man? Are you turning into a vampire now?”
“She wants a divorce.” I pointed at the papers. “She’s leaving me.”
Enzo grimaced and tossed his keys onto the table. “Yeah. Vanessa told me.”
“You’ve been with Vanessa?” I asked, straightening up. “Did she say how Lila is?”
Enzo made a face. “Oh, she’s swell. How do you think she is?” He slouched onto the couch, his head in his hands.
“Jeez, what crawled up your ass?” I muttered, turning back to the papers I wished I could burn.
“Your sister met Cami tonight.”
I almost choked on my tongue. “What?!”
And Enzo explained about how he’d gone with her to the bar where Cami worked, and what had happened next.
I stared at Enzo, unable to believe what he was telling me.
“She didwhat?”
“Vanessa attacked Cami. Smashed her head into a fucking hand dryer.”
