Imogen’s pov

I stood outside the police station beside my car as I waited for my husband to come out.

The scorching sun was way too harsh but that didn’t deter me from anything I had in mind. No matter what was going to happen— I was ready to go ahead with my plan.

The buzzing of the gates snapped me out of my thoughts, and my sight shifted to the gate to see Perry.

His smile was the same— it had always been the same. Arrogant and hollow, like he thought the world bent to him.

Two officers were with him as he walked forward, their presence almost amusing...