Sarah's POV

The champagne glass in my hand felt like it might shatter from the force of my grip. I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of Alex's downtown apartment, watching the city lights blur through my tears of rage. On the coffee table behind me, tabloid magazines were spread out like evidence at a crime scene.

"Stark Foundation Announces Revolutionary Mental Health Initiative," read one headline. "Tony Stark and Wife Lily Make a Power Couple Debut," declared another. But it was the photos that made my blood boil, Tony looking at Lily like she was the most precious thing in the world, his hand protectively placed on her back as...