“Our contract marriage is over, George. I’ll send the papers to you, sign them.” Her voice trembled, but she masked it with a sharp breath.

She clutched onto her gown, her chest rising and falling fast as if she was struggling to breathe. Her heart raced, screaming at her to walk back inside before she broke down again.

But before she could move, George’s hand shot out, gripping her wrist.

He pulled her back and wrapped his arms around her, embracing her desperately.

“I’m not signing anything, Lia,” he said,“I won’t.”

“Let me go!” she snapped, her voice breaking as she tried to pull away. “You don’t get to touch...